lørdag den 23. februar 2013

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 Således skudt i Skoen
 af Låsesmedes Rænker,
at Jeg Hymens Lænker krænker

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   I know if I'd been wiser, this would never have occurred,but I wallowed in my Blindness, so it's plain that I deserve.For the Sin of Self-Indulgence when the Truth was writ quite clear,I must spend my Life amongst the Dead, who spend their Lives in Fearof a Death, that they're not sure of, of a Life, they can't control.It's all so simple really, if you just look to your Soul.

Some say, that I'm a wise Man, some think, that I'm a Fool.
It doesn't matter either Way: I'll be a wise Man's Fool.For the Lesson lies in Learning, and by Teaching I'll be taughtfor there's nothing hidden anywhere, it's all there to be sought.And so if you know anything look closely at the Timeat others who remain untrue and don't commit that Crime.
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5 kommentarer:

  1. Rikke23. februar 2013 kl. 20.42

    Urimeligt!

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  2. Alkymisten24. februar 2013 kl. 00.38

    Men smertefuldt lærerigt...

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  3. Lavendel27. februar 2013 kl. 12.39

    åååh at sætte sig tilbage og lytte - tak for den fantastiske reminder - elsker den musik - og ord - ja, kan se du har det .....næppe helt strålende. Du får et cyberkram og så - om igen med den musik - skru højt op -

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  4. Unknown7. marts 2013 kl. 13.21

    As far as my eyes can see
    There are Shadows approaching me
    And to those I left behind
    I wanted you to Know
    You've always shared my deepest thoughts
    You follow where I go

    And oh when I'm old and wise
    Bitter words mean little to me
    Autumn Winds will blow right through me
    And someday in the mist of time
    When they asked me if I knew you
    I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine
    And the sadness would be Lifted from my eyes
    Oh when I'm old and wise

    As far as my Eyes can see
    There are shadows surrounding me
    And to those I leave behind
    I want you all to know
    You've always Shared my darkest hours
    I'll miss you when I go

    And oh, when I'm old and wise
    Heavy words that tossed and blew me
    Like Autumn winds that will blow right through me
    And someday in the mist of time
    When they ask you if you knew me
    Remember that You were a friend of mine
    As the final curtain falls before my eyes
    Oh when I'm Old and wise

    As far as my eyes can see

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  5. Alkymisten8. marts 2013 kl. 21.25

    Kæreste sjælsforbundne Morten,

    Du ser mig, fremstiller os, spiller ind og toner frem i Forståelse for vores fælles sitrende Sårbarhed.
    At kende dig gør mig rig....

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