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Poetry: Of Beauty, and of Death

O’ beauty, and of death, when do the drumbeats rest for those blessed? When do the drumbeats rest for the transgressed? When do the drumbeats rest for the obsessed? O’ beauty, and of death, the sky is thy paper and the sea is thy ink. Remember what is beauty, and the moon shall shed light […]

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