Well, ok, we put up a cork board in the corner of our apartment, which faces my desk.
But the dream is there. Everything starts from somewhere, right?
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Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.
Robert Herrick
And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.
Robert Herrick
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