"Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it."
C.S. Lewis
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
The Story
Your ashes fell like stars In front of my eyes Landing at my feet And burning again Until nothing was left But me
I knew from the second that I saw you You'd be a part of my story
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