

To FlyTo long for wings man is not meant, Nor under flight's sweet weight be bent; To seek the rush among the winds Until his breath be wholly spent;To Fly
To drink the clouds light-nectared sighs Nor find his soul among the skies; To sing with joy lest he should faint, Or burn and thirst to upward rise.
And yet the zephyr calls to me To grace the firmament and be At home in blessed flight at last, Unhindered hence by gravity
To feel the swell of wing-blades ache For all above, until I shake From matchless bliss, unrivaled thrill, &
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Assignments: PSYCHOLOGY EVERYTHING Basically, they set me up the homework bomb. Commissions, in order: Personal Works: |
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A blue feather floats down from above...
Go, stand in the sun. It is brighter than your monitor.
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*~*~~*~*You say you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn out and frayed.*~*~~*~*
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~Ritcher Abend (Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World
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