The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
-- W.H. Auden
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Saturday, January 7
by
immafooker
on Sat 07 Jan 2006 11:56 PM PST
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good. -- W.H. Auden
by
immafooker
on Sat 07 Jan 2006 01:09 AM PST
Come to me now Lay your hands over me Even if it's a lie Say it will be alright And I shall believe Broken in two I know you're on to me That I only come home When I'm so all alone But I do believe That not everything is gonna be the way You think it ought to be Seems like every time I try to make it right It all comes down on me Please say honestly you won't give up on me And I shall believe I shall believe -- I Shall Believe by Sheryl Crow
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