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I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair |
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I shall not walk down the lane alone.
By post: demented Geek Power! Butt-grabbing, Comparing and Ginger Beer Life Is Like A Prison Father sucks Valentines Shaved Head Going Away Buttered Cat Paradox Canto XXIV By month: February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 |
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Walk down the lane with me.
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Heartbreak and Triumph
Syed. Temasek Poly In the middle of the journey of our life, I found myself again in [or through] a dark wood, [so dark] that the straight way was utterly lost. Alas how hard it is to say what it was like, this savage and sharp and strong forest, which even in thought renews my fear! So bitter was it that death is little moreso; but in order to speak of the good that I found there, I'll tell of the other things I saw there. - The Inferno, Canto 1 |
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Drive the loneliness away.
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