On walks and the joy of an external hardrive

Feb 16, 2009 23:32



I am he that walks in the dead of night

While the sleeping living see not my blight

It is here that I ponder the wrong and right

With my path guided by the fair moon light

Since I walk in the night I ne’er need flee

Because the sleeping living can not see

Since I walk unobserved, am I not free

Free to be whatever I want to be

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angelchan_2004 February 17 2009, 16:00:01 UTC
I remember you telling me about this. Hee, I don't think you told me how you did on it, though.

It's really nice~ I especially like the last two lines. I don't think... uh, my poems from HS were quite this good.

Also! I see nothing embarrassing with collecting quotes! I've been doing it for years<3

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samlefou February 17 2009, 17:02:23 UTC
Yeah, I suppose I have mentioned it before.

Thanks a lot and... really, this was a fair bit better than anything else I wrote in HS so yeah. And I'm sure you wrote some pretty good stuff in HS so hush.

Yeah but... I mean, one of those collections was over 20 pages long so...

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