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Archive for April 3rd, 2007

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There is a looker-on who sits behind my eyes. It seems he has seen
things in ages and worlds beyond memory’s shore, and those
forgotten sights glisten on the grass and shiver on the leaves. He
has seen under new veils the face of the one beloved, in twilight
hours of many a nameless star. Therefore his sky seems [...]

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