Tag: solitude
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Suit Yourself
Inside iron armour my frail deranged armature is pale Fastness my flesh can hide where nothing can assail Sculpted by an amateur symmetry’s anathema What they wilt Rabelais’ Thelema their schema. When December first heightens wasted months, a whole year to bewail If you cram it in every day that month, it cannot be chalked…
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Lonely Star
When I’m lonely I go most boldly Toward the furthest star O’er hill and dale through sleet and hail To where I hope you are. Upon yonder hill And nearer still To that cold and lonely star I spy your form upon a rock Where on misty morn a bird might cock Of a sudden…