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🦋 Happy 225th, your Lordship

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes...

-- Byron

(Thanks AWB for bringing this to my attention)

posted evening of Tuesday, January 22nd, 2013
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Iba soñando y lo que soñaba no era tal sueño.

posted afternoon of January 23rd, 2013 by The Modesto Kid

Anoche soñe contigo, mas bien con tu abuelo

posted evening of January 23rd, 2013 by Lorenzo Josner Ávala

Anoche soñé contigo, más bien con tu abuelo.
soñaba con que fuiste en viva
y me apretaste la mano mientras
me explicabas la ausencia de nuestros padres.
Iba soñando y lo que soñaba no era tal sueño.

posted evening of January 24th, 2013 by Lorenzo Josner Ávala

Anoche soñaba contigo y con el abuelo.
Miramos al oeste donde se crepusculaba
y me apretaste la mano mientras
me explicabas la ausencia de los padres.
Encima de todo y atrás de todo se parecía
rondar el rostro y el ceño hostil de él, de Pablo Muñoz.
Iba soñando y lo que soñaba no era tal sueño.

posted morning of January 26th, 2013 by Lorenzo Josner Ávala

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