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But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.
The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.
One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay read more
One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's privacy.
Every day I work so hardBringin' home my hard earned payTry to love you baby, but you push me away.
Every day I work so hardBringin' home my hard earned payTry to love you baby, but you push me away.
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
Don't let something that doesn't matter cause you to lose something that does.
Don't let something that doesn't matter cause you to lose something that does.
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in read more
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in those cases which put us out of wits, it is not the loss itself, but the estimate of the loss that troubles us.
No man can lose what he never had.
No man can lose what he never had.
