He said, "Ah!poetry! substance for the soul. but useless for mankind!"
"if mankind was able to see beauty in nothingness, wouldn't it tire of war and murder?" I ask.
Friday, February 3, 2012
troughs and crests
Waves
Crash down
One by one
Breaking castles
I build with the sand.
I cry, yet I can't stop
This is life, I understand
For every dream that crashes down
I will build one stronger with my hand
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