The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your…
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Autumn
We are all falling. This hand here is falling. And look at the others: it is in them all. Yet there is One who holds this falling infinitely gently in His hands. -- Rainer Maria Rilke
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