søndag 28. februar 2016

Let us go then, you and I, when the evening is spread out against the sky... All right, then. let's go.


Since we do nothing in this
    confused world that or that,
    lasting, 
    is of any worth.
And even what's useful for us 
    we lose so soon,
With our own lives,
Let us prefer the pleasure of the
    moment to an absurd concern
    with the future...


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