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March 24, 2015

"I have strange power of speech."


Since then, at an uncertain hour,
That agony returns:
And till my ghastly tale is told,
This heart within me burns.

I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;
That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
To him my tale I teach.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Posted by gerardvanderleun at March 24, 2015 4:15 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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"While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer's pride, security

It blows their minds most bitterly

For them that think death's honesty

Won't fall upon them naturally

Life sometimes must get lonely." Dylan

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