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As time goes by, you feel the meaning’s changing and becoming tarnished. Then, finally, it gets lost. Completely fades to white. 

From Almond
Won-Pyung Sohn, 2017


And through the window he saw the long grey fingers of the dawn clutching at the fading stars.

From The Young King
Oscar Wilde, 1891





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