tirsdag 25. februar 2014

If I should by chance grow rich, I'll buy the hole world and give it all to you...


There are so many things I have forgot,
That once were much to me, or that were not,
All lost, as is a childless woman's child
And its child's children, in the undefiled
Abyss of what can never be again.



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