When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick
And tingle; and the heart is sick,
And all the wheels of Being slow.
Be near me when the sensuous frame
Is rackd with pangs that conquer trust;
And Time, a maniac scattering dust,
And Life, a Fury slinging flame.
Be near me when my faith is dry,
And men the flies of latter spring,
That lay their eggs, and sting and sing
And weave their petty cells and die.
Be near me when I fade away,
To point the term of human strife,
And on the low dark verge of life
The twilight of eternal day.









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Imagination is more important than knowledge.
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veni, vidi, got nauseuous
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By the way, you've got some interesting deviations
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Oranges roll down,
down the hill they go,
singing loud and clear
"Roll with us, my dear!"
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she's got such a dirty mind, and it never ever stops.
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(c)ev.
evil gets an upgrade
Фрау Мяу
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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if you are looking for the guilty, you need only look in the mirror
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