Melancholy Musings: Requiem for a Dead Poet

Monday, August 2, 2004

Requiem for a Dead Poet

Do you see this unmarked grave, my son, Covered with weeds and dirt? This is the grave of a poet, son, Whose soul has left this earth. He left behind his words, my son, Eloquent and lush. His words could move the mountains, son, And turn the moon to dust. Do you know what he could do, my son, With... Sign in to see full entry.

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