Aniversary or an uninteresting event.My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good."
W.H Auden
Artistic
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Sægló
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look at the stars,look how they shine for you...
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we see things the way we want to see them, but that is not always the way that they should be seen
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Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street bald and with a beer gut and still think they're beautiful.
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Je suis quelqu'un, cela depend seulement des jours
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Je suis quelqu'un, cela depend seulement des jours
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An Tír, Caoin Sí.
Yeah i live in Westbury near Superquinn so it's a bit of a walk to the demense. hehe
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An Tír, Caoin Sí.
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