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«Sunrise doesn't last all morning, a cloudburst doesn't last all day, seems my love is up and has left you with no warning. It's not always going to be this grey. All things must pass, all things must pass away.»
«One wore blue and one wore grey As they marched along the way A fife and drum began to play All on a beautiful morning One was gentle, one was kind One was gentle, one was kind One came home, one stayed behind A cannonball don't pay no mind A canno»
«Soldiers are citizens of death's grey land, drawing no dividend from time's tomorrows.»
«Shades of grey wherever I goThe more I find out the less that I knowBlack and white is how it should beBut shades of grey are the colors I see.»
«May the friendships you make be those which endure and all of your grey clouds be small ones for sure. And trusting in Him to Whom we all pray, may a song fill your heart every step of the way.»
«People who don't Think probably don't have Brains; rather, they have grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake.»
Author: Winnie the Pooh | About: People | Keywords: blown, Brains, fluff, fluffed, grey, heads
«Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs.»
«Oh, nature's noblest gift, my grey goose quill, Slave of my thoughts, obedient to my will, Torn from the parent bird to form a pen, That mighty instrument of little men»
«Or, my scrofulous French novel / On grey paper with blunt type! / Simply glance at it, you grovel / Hand and foot in Belial's gripe.»
«There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, / And the ricks stand grey to the sun, / Singing: - `Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the clover, / And your English summer's done'.»

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