You have not known what you are.
You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.
Your eyes have been as much as closed most of the time.
What you have done is already in mockeries.
The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
And within them,
I see you lurk...
You have slumbered upon yourself all your life.
Your eyes have been as much as closed most of the time.
What you have done is already in mockeries.
The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
And within them,
I see you lurk...
-Walt Whitman
24.9.12
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IT NEVER OCCURRED TO ME that it was possible. That you could break the heart of a person you've never even met. And for that I feel terrible, powerless. It is one of those moments when you wish that the stars hold our wills, our fates; when you wish you're somebody else. Where is the beauty in that?
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Hey On the Coffin Rock buddy! I am back blogging and was reviewing past posts when I stumbled upon your comment. Glad your blog is still alive, for many have tried but withered in the long run.
Am planning to watch the Perks this Sunday. I usually trust RT so a favorable review means my money won't be wasted. Also, I liked Percy and Hermione doing them other roles.
Again, I'm glad you're still alive and slaying :-)
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