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Danh ngôn của Rupert Brooke (Sứ mệnh: 2)

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.