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When to the session of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in deathšs dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanishšd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Hiiiii everyone, how you dooing? i missed writing here, I was just too busy ' cause I came back home to my country Sudan, so here the whether is too hot, and everything is boring,so i entered the Cambridge's traning... to improve my lunguge. So today was my first class, and I just love it ! but I feel upset ' cause everyone there are old, am the only young studen. but they are good actually I liked the teacher, he's so funy. ammmmmmmm no thing to say accept that i really missed motime, and everyone here...
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