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It’s when I’m weary of considerations, And Life is to much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs Broken across it, and1 eye is weeping From a twig’s having lashed across I open. I’d like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate willfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love: I don’t know where it’s likely to go better…
Age: 57 |
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USA
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