What else could we think—
Life-soaked helplesslovers— but
Endless days of youth.
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What else could we think—
Life-soaked helplesslovers— but
Endless days of youth.
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February 7, 2016 at 10:14 AM
I enjoyed the poem. Remind me of the verses in the book of Jack London “When Gods laugh”. London believe the same. The gods always win. Even great love lose to death.
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January 23, 2016 at 3:03 PM
I can think back and though I didn’t know this younger fella – it is easy to imagine I did:)
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January 23, 2016 at 3:11 PM
I remember the day that picture was taken clearly, and how utterly clueless he was. At least THAT hasn’t changed. 🙂
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