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we will invent new lullabies, new songs, new acts of love, we will cry over things we used to laugh & our new wisdom will bring tears to eyes of gentle creatures from other planets who were afraid of us till then & in the end a summer with wild winds & new friends will be.
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Chvt 7; sleep 2; import -display :0.0 -window root sshot1.png; chvt 1;