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  • Poetry » Other, General Re: My world

    My problems of today, won't follow in my footsteps. And new ideas will erupt, like the blast that's called a hiccup. The rhyme for that part is a bit off. ...

    Mar 18, 2008


“Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number. Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you— Ye are many—they are few.”
— Mary Shelly