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Prophetic Scribes / Listen to Poetry
Published 02/09/2008 - 4:21 p.m. (EST)

"Nought loves another as itself,
Nor venerates another so,
Nor is it possible to thought
A greater than itself to know.

Published 02/09/2008 - 4:03 p.m. (EST)

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Rating: -1
Published 02/09/2008 - 3:51 p.m. (EST)
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
   My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
Published 02/09/2008 - 1:11 a.m. (EST)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth