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fr0st
Supreme tranceaddict
Registered: Apr 2002
Location: Brooklyn NY
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Stars
How countlessly they congregate
O'er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!--
As if with keeness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,--
And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those starts like somw snow-white
Minerva's snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.
-Robert Frost
Hes and idle of mine.
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"The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes"
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Mar-10-2004 01:50
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