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Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing
on the earth, Wandering
companionless
Among the stars that have a
different birth, And ever changing, like
like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
- by girly_pinkemo13 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/01/2009 |
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