How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.

Skipping those Beats

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I could peek the other way
Fine-tuned to every word you say
Secret smiles and a blind sway
Dwindle by dozens
Multiply by millions
But I would peek the other way
Fine-tuned to every word you say

Followers

Treasure

  • GRIEF IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS - Max Porter
  • POSSESSION - A.S. Byatt
  • THE WASTELAND - T.S. Eliot
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