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ἓν οἶδα ὅτι οὐδὲν οἶδα

Seclusion among the ferns of what seems like a mystical forest by flourishing elms and and oaks. Looking up at twilight's dwellings up above, where the stars sit on their perches to await dawn... That lunar crescent forever hangs there, just another star that seems so much closer, half covered by what you sit upon right then. That is a true paradise. Just to let yourself escape to those divine heavens...

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ἓν οἶδα ὅτι οὐδὲν οἶδα

***Under the Responsibility of S.P.E.W.***
(Sadistic Perplexion of Everyone's Wits)

Medieval Lit! Come here to find out who Chaucer plagiarized and translated - and why and how it worked in the late 1300s.

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"You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand." Leonardo Da Vinci

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"You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand." Leonardo Da Vinci

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