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Danh ngôn của Antonio Porchia (Sứ mệnh: 5)

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.