Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A. E. Housman (1859-1936)










i totally know you....
ha ha. see you 'round uncle.
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and he said to me, "I hate working two jobs, I never get to butcher anyone anymore. I just kill em and bury em in the plot behind my house. it's just like sometimes you forget it's the little things that make life worth living"
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