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We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
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Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
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We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago! -- G. K. Chesterton
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By Aslan himself, I charge you
Love God, love people
That is it, ramagut! I almost forgot, myself, what the phrase was supposed to be. Your turn.
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And go!
Love God, love people
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Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
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Love God, love people