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Now we leave our tears for mirth. Now we sing, not death, but birth.
Author:
Madeleine L'Engle
Book:
The Wrinkle in Time Quintet:
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Now we leave our tears for mirth. Now we sing, not death, but birth.
( Madeleine L'Engle )
[ The Wrinkle in Time Quintet: ]
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