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AfterTim - all messages by user

10/26/2011 8:22:34 PM
Pride O, what is pride
That we holdeth onto it.

‘Tis as dew naked in the sunlight,
A beautified bouquet, fresh trim’d,
A flame flickering in the roaring rain..


A mere feeble flamboyance;
That withers as swiftly as breeze through our fingers..

O, what is pride
That we holdeth onto it.
edited by AfterTim on 10/26/2011
edited by AfterTim on 10/26/2011
edited by AfterTim on 10/26/2011
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