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• My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night -- Act ii, Sc.
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• I thank my lucky stars I'm not superstitious.
• Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky.
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