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Originally Posted by SamIam
That was very nice, foot. Of course I knew that this gang wouldn't stay on tack for long, but I must admit that Blake is one of my personal faves. Thanks for posting one of his poems.
OK, I'll try to rift off the master:
And I saw it was filled with graves
And tombstones where flowers should be
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds
And binding with briar my joy and desire.
Tyger, tyger burning
My eyes filled with smoke -
The loss of a bright soul.
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Sad no doubt but life goes on
Til the next bright soul is lost