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That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
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winter
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We must pay a price if we are to become priceless.
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faith
god
love
gem
priceless
price
pay
cost
christian
eyes
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Elizabeth George |
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" Hector laughed as Rider shook his head. Ainsley stiffened across from me. She was pretty fluent in Spanish and even though Hector was Puerto Rican, I had a feeling she was getting the general gist of whatever he was saying and she was not happy about it. Ainsley cocked her head to the side as she brushed her long, blond hair over her shoulder. Hector's eyes widened. Rider threw his head back and burst into laughter. "Oh, shit. Priceless." "What?" Ainsley blinked big eyes at the stunned Hector. "You think some white chick can't possibly understand another language so you're going to sit in front of me and talk about me like I'm not here?" Her smile was brittle and fake. "Bitch, please." "Man..." Hector sat back, slowly shaking his head as he stared at her. "You're...brutal." "Damn straight," she replied, her eyes like chips of blue ice. Whatever yumminess she'd seen in Hector was completely out the window now. "And you're a Hector's eyes narrowed. "I really like your friend, Mouse." Still chuckling, Rider winked at me. "She basically called him a classless ass, and I agree."
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insult
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hector-luna
priceless
shocked
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