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The beverage of our existence is sometimes limpid,

The beverage of our existence is sometimes limpid,
sometimes muddy. Our garments are at one time of
coarse wool, at another of finest fabric. All this is insignificant
to a clear mind; but is it insignificant to die?

Poem by Omar Khayyam
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