| ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ Our history is noble and tragic Like a tyrant's glaring mask No hazard nor magical drama No trivial detail Makes pathos of our love Opium possessed de Quincey Chaste poison drunk to Anne He dreamed his life away On on since all must pass I'll frequently turn back Memories are hunting horns Whose sound dies out along the wind ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ ∆ -Guillaume Apollinaire | From: saredrenwells Views: 13 ![]() 0 ratings | |
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