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Emily Brontë (greatest closing paragraph in all literature): I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

Miss Me - Joe Purdy #tearjerker You're a big girl now, got your big shoes and you're running around with big girl blues and I know you don't doubt yourself anymore no, when you feel like leaving, walk out the door and I bet you ain't got nothin left to learn it's better that way cause you never get burned and you try not to think about what might have been cause you know this town is just sink or swim Do you miss me?