For Stephen, awakening
Kerguelen Island, December 1811
They played, not beautifully but deep, ignoring their often discordant strings and striking right into the heart of the music they knew best, the true notes acting as their milestones.
--Desolation Island
ProgressAnd again my inmost life rushes louder
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Rilke is my favourite poet, I haven't read that one before though
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The wordses are from ashinae's vid, Over Seas of Silence, though ultimately they're from Sting.
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Yeah.
:-)
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I'm glad you enjoy these little offerings, my dear.
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