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Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.

Rabindranath Tagore

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Rabindranath Tagore
Age: 80 †
Born: 1861
Born: May 6
Died: 1941
Died: August 7
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