Saturday, August 02, 2008,1:53 AM

"When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
Then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink."
~ John Keats.


Who were all these strange ghosts rooted to the silly little adventure of earth with me?
And who was I?
 
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