February 2012
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What’s it to me that you are sage? Be beautiful! and be sad! Tears Add a charm to the countenance As a stream does to a landscape; Storms make the flowers fresh again. I love you most of all when joy Flees from your oppressed brow, When your heart is drowned in horror, When the frightful cloud of the Past Is spread out over your Present.
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January 2012
35 posts
Like a tourist in some strange hotel, No time for worrying, my little safety, So I will live. Here I am alone in this empty room No sign of living here I’ll be making conversation, in the spaces tonight A strangled light hangs on the window But I can’t help myself, I’m in love with this isolation.
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