chiaramed
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Spoon River
And now I know that we must lift the sail
And catch the winds of destiny
Wherever they drive the boat.
To put meaning in one's life may end in madness,
But life without meaning is the torture
Of restlessness and vague desire
It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
(E. Lee Masters)
The hood
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