Monday, August 11, 2014
NaNu NaNu Mr. WIlliams
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Chris Tyrell Loranger
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