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[errontheedge]

I am that Adam who, with broken wings,
Fled from the Seraph's brazen trumpetings.
Betrayed and fugitive, I still must roam
A world where sin, and beauty, whisper of Home.

I think I am beginning to enjoy reading poetry.

Comments

[idealizing]

That is Walter de la Mare.

I like his works.

[idealizing]

If ours works out well, I can put up a post about it later.

[errontheedge]

I like that idea.

[idealizing]

May I meet you at the library tomorrow?

[errontheedge]

Yes, you may.

[idealizing]

I will be there around four in the afternoon.

[errontheedge]

Thank you.