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| − | | I won't believe in Heaven or Hell; no saints, no sinners, no devil as well. | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black">I won't believe in Heaven or Hell; no saints, no sinners, no devil as well.</font> |
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| − | | | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black"> In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.</font> |
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| − | | Victims -- aren't we all? | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black">Victims -- aren't we all?</font> |
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| nowrap style="text-align: center; vertical-align: top;" | [[File:Technocracy.png|40px|Technocracy]] | | nowrap style="text-align: center; vertical-align: top;" | [[File:Technocracy.png|40px|Technocracy]] | ||
| − | | I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools; I can cheat you blind. | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black">I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools; I can cheat you blind.</font> |
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| − | | Et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβνλλα τί ϴέλεις; respondebat illa: άπο ϴανεΐν ϴέλω | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black">Et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβνλλα τί ϴέλεις; respondebat illa: άπο ϴανεΐν ϴέλω.</font> |
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| − | | | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black">Their short uneasie sleeps are broke with care, To look how near their own destruction tends.</font> |
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| − | | | + | | <font face="Monotype Corsiva, serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px black">I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall, Beneath the music from a farther room.</font> |
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Latest revision as of 17:46, 10 May 2018
| The Good, the Bad, and the Dark Side | |
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for whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it’s always ourselves we find in the sea |
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I won't believe in Heaven or Hell; no saints, no sinners, no devil as well. |
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In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish. |
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Victims -- aren't we all? |
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I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools; I can cheat you blind. |
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Et cum illi pueri dicerent: Σίβνλλα τί ϴέλεις; respondebat illa: άπο ϴανεΐν ϴέλω. |
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Their short uneasie sleeps are broke with care, To look how near their own destruction tends. |
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I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall, Beneath the music from a farther room. |
