(This is a photo of Albert Einstein's last blackboard)
Pray, what would heaven give to know the time That we're accorded, mortal, thru each rhyme? O muse the wonders granted one more breath, Lost to the stars, instead, 'midst songs ... of death ... (For Albert Einstein ... and all great minds taken from us)
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