My favourite place in the world...
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Don't do what you can't undo,
until you've considered everything
you can't do once you've done it...
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...Come near; I would before my time to go,
Sing of old Eire and the ancient ways:
Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days...
-W.B.Yeats
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The past is no further away than
the last breath you took...
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...perhaps loving what cannot
be yours is a wound,
that only death may heal...
-Orpheus
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Siuil, siuil. siuil a ruin
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan...
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How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face...
-W.B.Yeats
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"When you find the wolf,
everything else is easier to find..."
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"Wilt thou forgive that sin, where I begun,
Which is my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive those sins through which I run
And do run still, though still I do deplore?
When thou has done, thou hast not done,
For, I have more..."
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"The dreams and enchantments
are children of the fog..."
-C.Baudelaire
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A word of advice:
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Dyslexic devil worshippers make sacrifices to santa
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You are given the gifts of Gods,
Yours is the creative energy
that makes your world,
You create reality according
to your belifs..
there are no limitatons to
the Self, except those
you believe in...
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"Nature's first green is gold,
her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
but only so an hour...
The leaf subsides to leaf,
so Eden sank to grief,
so dawn goes down to day..
Nothing gold can stay..."
-R.Frost
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"On the ragged edge of the world I'll roam,
and the home of the wolf will be my home..."
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"...The white path is clear, and calls
to follow..
I wonder 'tis a dream on
an empty bed,
a path on a fool's errand..
to wake and see no luminance,
but the loving arms of a dark embrace..."
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