Aim therefore at no less than all the world,
Aim at the highest, without the highest attained
Will be for thee no sitting, or not long
On David's throne, be prophesied what will (ll105-08).
Milton
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Where is the truth child?
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Like a stone thrown into thin air
falling down like a cascade leaping
from an old swell of rock
strongly devouring life and death
animals and things
The journey comes to an end
and all you can hear is the silence
of a world waiting
the end comes with a metal noise
abruptly putting you into a halt
we 've reached the tank's bottom
goodnight..
A fitting one, excelent words my friend.
Goodnight to you too.
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