“I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately, I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die Discover that I had not lived.”
Friday, May 22, 2009
Inspiration. Ignition. Something that kick starts.
Speechless like the wind, And can not be surpassed.
No hinting traces left behind. All the gone chances, Now wither in the hind.
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