Lauren kate torment epub
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Ever the hard unsunk ground, Ever the eaters and drinkers, ever the upward and downward sun, ever the air and the ceaseless tides, Ever myself and my neighbors, refreshing, wicked, real, Ever the old inexplicable query, ever that thorn'd thumb, that breath of itches and.
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If I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of my own body, or any part of it, Translucent mould of me it shall be you!
Becoming already a creator, Putting myself here and now to the ambush'd womb of the shadows.I understand the large hearts of heroes, The courage of present times and all times, How the skipper saw the crowded and rudderless wreck of the steamship, and Death chasing it up and down the storm, How he knuckled tight and gave not back.Not a moment's cease, The leaks gain fast on the pumps, the fire eats toward the powder-magazine.This minute that comes to me over the past decillions, There is no better than it and now.And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.Partaker of influx and efflux I, extoller of hate and conciliation, Extoller of amies and those that sleep in each others' arms.I resist any thing better than my own diversity, Breathe the air but leave plenty after me, And am not stuck up, and am in my place.Simply double-click the downloaded file to install.
I ascend to the foretruck, I take my place late at night in the crow's-nest, We sail the arctic sea, it is plenty light enough, Through the clear atmosphere I stretch around on the wonderful beauty, The enormous masses of ice pass me and.
I am sorry for you, they are not murderous or jealous upon me, All has been gentle with me, I keep no account with lamentation, (What have I to do with lamentation?) I am an acme of things accomplish'd, and I an encloser of things.