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Oh, sad people, buy not your past too dearly, Live not in dreams of the past, for understand, If you remember too much, too long, too clearly, If you grasp memory with too heavy a hand, You will destroy memory in all its glory For the sake of the dreams of your head upon your bed. You will be left with only the worn dead story You told yourself of the dead.