The End of Enlightenment
Chronicling the collapse of human civilization
Friday, September 11, 2009
...It tolls for thee
From Mark Twain:
Warm summer sun, shine kindly here.
Warm southern wind, blow softly here.
Green sod above, lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.
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