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for he who begs me not to.
Apr 05, 2005 14:09
..and if you turn away because there is no lesson here, i will hold my awkward bowl with all its cracked stars shining like a complicated lie..-a.s (
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anonymous
April 5 2005, 19:30:33 UTC
The wound of peace is surety,
Surety secure; but modest doubt is call'd
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.
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Surety secure; but modest doubt is call'd
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.
Reply
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