| At morn - at noon - at twilight dim - Maria! Thou hast heard my hymn! In joy and woe - in good and ill - Mother of God, be with me still! When the hours flew brightly by, And not a cloud obscured the sky, My soul, let it should truant be, Thy grace did guide to thine and thee; Now when storms of fate o'ercast Darkly my present and my past, Let my future radiant shine With sweet hopes of thee and thine!
- Edgar Allan Poe |
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| nasa is taking some amazing photos of mars these days...
for more photos: http://hirise.lpl.arizona.edu/releases/oct_09.php |
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a collaboration between zech bard and myself. the internet really is an amazing thing. keep in mind it's still in draft mode. love you portland <3 lullaby for baby say a little prayer for baby sewing on the seeds of her soul blankets of angels surround her seep into a river of silence and sleep say a little prayer for baby say a little prayer for baby endless spirits dance all around her cradle her into your bosom seep into a river of silence and sleep |
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| where will my heart go? when the sky lights up, moon beams go so far when will my heart go?
up to the highest tide, to float me out to sea the silent beast will grow
clouded by strands of you, no one could kiss like you only the sun will know
be still and just exist, down to my fingertips where will my heart go? |
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| at times i drive myself seriously crazy.
i could use a long late night walk.
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