4th
08:50

“The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, / With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head”

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5th
15:01

“i know it, it always ends too soon / in between the light of dream and some anemic moon”



6th
13:04

“i smile and shake my head / we all write our own endings / and we all have our own scars”

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11th
07:48

“Naked, alone, unsmiling, there she stood, / No cloud to raise her from the earth”


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12th
07:49

“the rude / Wasting of old Time—with a billowy main— / A sun—a shadow of a magnitude”


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14th
08:00

“Rest well, rover. Your mission is complete.”

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15th
07:52

“Dost thou know the balancings of the clouds, the wondrous works of Him who is perfect in knowledge”


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18th
08:07

“Where branchèd thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain, / Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind”

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19th
07:49

“pullin’ weeds and pickin’ stones / we are made of dreams and bones / need a place to call my own”

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20th
09:45

“when i wasn’t too busy feeling lonely / i’d stare over his shoulder at a map of the world”

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25th
10:23

“When seven lang years had come and fled, / When grief was calm, and hope was dead”

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26th
09:13

“where the weak-eyed bat / With short, shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing”


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28th
08:24

“Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: / Deals out that being indoors each one dwells”

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