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Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

- The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, by T.S Elliot.

but love without pain isn't really romance.
HELLO
Saturday, November 27, 2010 /10:05 PM


Hi my dear Clayee, if you are reading this, here's a loving reminder to stop reading and go study physics!!! HEE


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