Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more.
It is a tale
Told by an idiot,
full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth Act V, scene v
have i told you lately that i love you? no i have not, because i don't.
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