Yea, seven are beyond my grasp:
The starry sky, the moral law,
The weaving worm, the leaping asp,
The growth of seeds, the flight of birds,
And clear-eyed Homer’s wingèd words.
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Sleeping on billows, and the Landsoon Welcome Doll
The tempest sync theme reminded me of a hymn that confused me as a child: Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high! Th...
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I dreamt that a very large man walked into the lobby of my school. He was maybe six foot six and looked like he weighed well over 400 pounds...
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That's good. I Kan't figure out where the third line came from.
I don’t know what you’re talking about. I chose that line for purely practical reasons.
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