Behind the water, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. There is a subtleness In that rigidness That frigidness Of the cold air A noble flair An eternity Frozen A moment Suspended My fingers can’t quite touch it My eyes not quite see it My mind not quite grasp it Here I am Resting Testing The waters Reaching …
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Epilogue
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Eclectic
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Quoetic
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future, without fear.-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow





