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Saturday, 10 December 2011
03:41:52 PM (GMT)
An empty forest bare, desolate, free to here my mind wanders I wonder To be or not to be. I've lived for the chances to make our world right but all the world's a stage staged and I avoid the spotlight. For if I take it as I am an imperfect actor on the stage this whole earth may be bored I bore Because my heart lacks passion: love and rage So, with the flowers of winter I'll continue to grow and with the morning drops upon the rose I'll rise to wake myself when passions flow In that spring of confidence to my ownself I'll be true and answer my doubt of being "Let be" to live for dreams, and dreams pursue.
Victory for whoever can get all eight lines From Shakespeare and the Works they came from. ^_^

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