And all men kill the thing they love,
By all let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Diarios de Motocicleta
How much you encompass and how much you irradiate, bride of the ocean. Even far away from your deaf halo..
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