I'm growing increasingly fond of the poem, "
The Garden of Proserpine". It's just so depressingly beautiful. Right now, it's tied with "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" as my favorite poem of all time.
Say goodbye to my faded pink chucks with the gaping holes. Their time of glory has come to an end. They have served me well these past months
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it's amazing.
and my favorite, too.
just thought I'd share.
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