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@janewalker
8 okur puanı
Nisan 2022 tarihinde katıldı
Life is a tale,
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Whose presence absence, absence presence is,
Blest in my curse, and cursed in my bliss.
The Cry of the Children
Do not mock us ; grief has made us unbelieving —
We look up for God, but tears have made us blind.
Do ye hear the children weeping and disproving,
O my brothers, what ye preach ?
