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What are Guys like then? Carrots?

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Atonement, a film adaptation of the brilliant novel by Ian McEwan, is a romantic drama set in the years preceding and during World War II. The lives of Cecilia Tallis and her lover, Robbie Turner, are irrevocably altered by the simple words of her younger sister, Briony Tallis. Atonement explores the circumstances leading up to, and resulting from, this life-changing event, and brings you on an emotional journey that ends with a finale that will leave you asking, ‘What If?’

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This poem is dedicated to all the army guys currently serving their NS.
Be strong, and of good courage.

When the night turns darker
When the moon seems rounder
When the stars do flicker
It matters

When all seems dreary
When cold and lonely
When dreams turn scary
It matters

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Ere from ages past
The advent of time
Midst the sprinkling of space dust
Earth and baby Moon in rhyme

Round about each other twirl
A couple in tandem
Holding close each other sure
An attraction none can fathom

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Sometimes it can be just so hard
A chilly blast
A wintry plain
The coldness of an empty heart

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The Fountain is an epic cinematic experience, a masterpiece that spans across a thousand years, incorporates 3 separate but associated narratives, and forces us to ponder upon the issues of love, hope, despair, spirituality and mortality. It would be wrong to classify it simply as a love story, for it delves much deeper than that. It is an intelligent, deep, hard film. It is an arthouse piece, one that compels us to think, to question, to discuss, and therein lies its beauty.

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Tremors, quirky sensations
Rippling through my veins
Understand them, I do not
Everytime, yet, them I feel

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Icy winds round ’bout me blow
Frigid coldness chills my soul
On this frosty wintry morn
Ponder I this very dawn

Slowly rising, orange orb
With its golden shimmering robe
Soon the moon it will obscure
Hide its face from me once more

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