When You Are Old
By William Butler Yeats
WHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And
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In other news, I have got to take a break from ihasatardis, the macros are eating my brainz. And gravely distorting my communication skills.
Such a beautiful poem. Now it seems amazing that I never before thought of it as being very D/R.
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