I SOMETIMES FEEL
(wm. blake)
I sometimes feel the melancholic one, the one
whose tears can never dry. And other times I
wander high, as if the world were never done.
This can be my accolade, my praise or my Hell.
I too must learn to live it right, or try to live it
well. Little lamb, who made thee?
(wm. blake)
I sometimes feel the melancholic one, the one
whose tears can never dry. And other times I
wander high, as if the world were never done.
This can be my accolade, my praise or my Hell.
I too must learn to live it right, or try to live it
well. Little lamb, who made thee?
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