And, on a lighter note:
[indent]<dd>MY STARS
On the day I was born,
The unalterable stars altered.
If I decided to sell lamps,
It wouldn't get dark till the day I died.
Some stars. Whatever I do,
I'm a failure before I begin.
If I suddenly decided to sell shrouds,
People would suddenly stop dying.
<dd><dd><dd>by Abraham ibn Ezra
<dd><dd><dd>Translated by Robert Mezey
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