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Siroc

Which fall'st into the soul like rain Upon the Siroc wither'd plain, And failing in thy power to bless But leav'st the heart a wilderness

Siroc

Which fall'st into the soul like rain Upon the Siroc wither'd plain, And failing in thy power to bless But leav'st the heart a wilderness

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Edgar Allen Poe...before breakfast....!
Swooshy motiony lovliness.
Dave Carrington: Heavy stuff for breakfast, I agree...but probably not as unhealthy as Edgar's breakfast of choice? smile
  • blackdog
  • United Kingdom
  • 17 Mar 2010, 10:13
A true mirage - there, but not there...

These were wild and miserable thoughts, but I cannot describe to you how the eternal twinkling of the stars weighed upon me and how I listened to every blast of wind as if it were a dull ugly siroc on its way to consume me.

Mary Shelly
Dave Carrington: Lordy, what a heavy, ponderous thing life must be as a poet... smilesmile

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