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underneath the stars


To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.


--Auguries of Innocence, by William Blake

Thursday, October 9, 2008
Still A Beautiful Mess
6:23 AM

You run away.

Sometimes, many times.

But I am still here.

And you know that I am but a call away.


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