"Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield" — Alfred Lord Tennyson
..white noise..
"the self of yours, you didn't know escaped to where no one knew. slain hope , swooned you and the half self, hand in hand marooned you in this no man's land"
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