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“Freedom to Be You”
Happy Singles Day! This day celebrates your freedom to live life on your own terms. Enjoy making choices that reflect your dreams and values. May you..
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“Whole and Complete”
On this Singles Day, remember that you are already whole. You do not need another person to complete you. Being single gives you the gift of..
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“A Celebration of Self”
Happy Singles Day! Today is a beautiful reminder that happiness does not depend on relationship status. Being single means having the freedom to..
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Independent and Thriving
Wishing you a joyful Singles Day! Being single is a beautiful chapter of life, full of opportunities and self-discovery. May you enjoy every moment..
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A Day for Self-Love
Singles Day is a reminder that self-love is the foundation of every happy relationship. Celebrate yourself today—your achievements, your dreams, and..
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Freedom Feels Good
Happy Singles Day! Enjoy the freedom to explore, learn, and grow at your own pace. May your days be filled with laughter, self-care, and confidence..
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Loving My Own Story
On this Singles Day, take a moment to celebrate your story. You are whole, complete, and worthy just as you are. May this day fill you with..
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Single, Strong, and Happy
Happy Singles Day! May this day bring you confidence, joy, and appreciation for your own company. Being single means you have time to focus on your..
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Proudly Single
Wishing you a wonderful Singles Day! Being single is not a lack of love—it’s a celebration of independence, strength, and self-respect. Enjoy your..
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Celebrate Yourself
Happy Singles Day! Today is all about loving yourself, enjoying your freedom, and celebrating who you are. Being single means having the space to..
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Zoheyr
Woe is me for 'Ommi 'Aufa! Woe for the tents of herlost on thy stony plain, Durráj, on thine, Mutethéllemi!In Rákmatéyn I found our dwelling, faint..
©  Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Youth And Knowledge
What price, child, shall I pay for your bright eyes(How large a debt!) the light they shed on me?What for your cheeks, so red in their surprise,Your..
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You Have Let The Beauty Of The Day Go Over
You have let the beauty of the day go over,You have let the glory of the noon go by.Clouds from the West have gathered close and coverAll but a..
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Written At Sea
What is my quarrel with thee, beautiful sea,That thus I cannot love thy waves or thee,Or hear thy voice but it tormenteth me? Why do I hate thee, who..
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Written At Florence
O WORLD, in very truth thou art too young;When wilt thou learn to wear the garb of age?World, with thy covering of yellow flowers,Hast thou forgot..
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Worth Forest
Come, Prudence, you have done enough to--day--The worst is over, and some hours of playWe both have earned, even more than rest, from toil;Our minds..
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With Eternity Standing By
How shall I bid you good--bye,Dear, without tears?Only once in the years,The idle vanishing years,We met, with Eternity standing by,And loved, a..
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With Esther
HE who has once been happy is for aye   Out of destruction's reach. His fortune thenHolds nothing secret; and Eternity,   Which is a mystery to other..
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Wilt Thou Take Me For Thy Slave?
Wilt thou take me for thy slave,With my folly and my love?Wilt thou take me for the bondsman of thy pride?Thou who dearer art to me than all the..
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Why Do I Love?
Why do I love?Is it for men to chooseThe hour of the hushed night when crowned with dewsFrom its sea grave the morning star shall wake?Lo, while we..
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Whom The Gods Love
Whom the gods love die young. Ah, do not doubt of it.Laura did well to die. Our loss was a gain for her,Ours who so loved her laughter, ours who at..
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Une Feuille Morte
Je rêve debout devant la porteQui vient de se fermer sur moi.Je colle mes yeux en triste sorteSur ce carré de sombre bois.Je tourne entre mes deux..
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Twenty Days
Twenty days are barely gone,I was merry all the day.Folly was my butt of scorn.Now the fool myself I play.Wit and learning ruled my head,Logic and..
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To The Same
I WOULD I had thy courage, dear, to faceThis bankruptcy of love, and greet despairWith smiling eyes and unconcerned embrace,And these few words of..
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To One Who Would Make A Confession
Oh! leave the past to buy its own dead.The past is naught to us, the present all.What need of last year's leaves to strew Love's bed?What need of..
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