Why, when white flowers on trees do cling,
As the earth with wonderous joy they bring,
Some forgotten tears squeeze into sight,
And I long for the silence of autumn's light.
From "Diary" by Władysław Broniewski
The first two things established in every town were a cementry, and a prison. Because everyone dies, and everyone sins.
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