Dear Diary: A List

[adrianna_rta]

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[addison_rta]

When through the old oak forest I am gone,
Let me not wander in a barren dream,
But when I am consumed in the fire,
Give me new Phoenix wings to fly at my desire.

-- John Keats. On Sitting Down to Read "King Lear" Once Again (l. 11-14). . .

[gil_karm]

And the Phoenix Flies
Straight and High
Back to Avalon....

-Heart