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We had fed the heart on fantasies, The heart's grown brutal from the fare.
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
"the stare's nest by my window"
We had fed the heart on fantasies, The heart's grown brutal from the fare.
W.B.Yeats from Meditations in Time of Civil War
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laurie-slattery
new york city
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
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