"Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them."

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The streets lie, the sidewalks lie, everything lies You can try and read it but you're gonna get it wrong...all wrong The summer evenings burn and melt and the nights glitter but you're gonna get it wrong And it's gonna sink its teeth into your flesh and pull you to the bottom.

— Henry Rollins