Whispers of a dead world, etched in fading ink.
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Is it so small a thingTo have enjoy’d the sun,To have lived light in the spring,To have loved, to have thought, to have done;To have advanc’d true friends, and beat down baffling foes? – Matthew Arnold, “Empedocles on Etna” (1852) I’ve spent my previous evening and a portion of today with my comrades, discussing organizing
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