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O life with the sad seared face,
I weary of seeing thee,
And thy draggled cloak, and thy hobbling pace,
And thy too-forced pleasantry!
I know what thou would'st tell
Of Death, Time, Destiny -
I have known it long, and know, too, well
What it all means for me.
But canst thou not array
Thyself in rare disguise,
And feign like truth, for one mad day,
That Earth is Paradise?
I'll tune me to the mood,
And mumm with thee till eve;
And maybe what as interlude
I feign, I shall believe!
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Good Morning :)
it's a great day
so let's start
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http://up.omaniaa.co/do.php?img=9825
this is my things for the next trip :)
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And soon will travel to California
i have courses there and last one
so wish for me the best guys
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