I wish you well & so I take my leave,I pray you know me when we meet again.
Δευτέρα, Απριλίου 23, 2007
No reason to even remember you now
"Homesick for a clock that told the same time sometimes you make no sense to me, if you lie on the ground in somebody's arms, you'll probably swallow some of their history"
This day,O Soul,I give you a wondrous mirror.
Long in the dark,in tarnish and cloud it lay.
But the cloud has
pass'd and the tarnish gone.
Behold,O Soul!it is now a clean and bright mirror,
faithfully showing you all the things of the world.
W.W.
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