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He is not without dreams, without aspirations; He simply knows them by their true name, Knows they are alloyed and somewhat compromised, The musings and misapprehensions of mortal men, And he knows that his finalities outweigh and outnumber Such things he has yet to realize, Those lesser grails which tantalize and tease Even though he knows their possession is far outweighed By that gleaned from the pursuit. But no matter, then--he has duties to fulfill, Tithes to pay, promises made and, as such, to be kept. There is the sun, after all, and the warmth of day Sometimes not unlike that of mid-August, Though the nights have lengthened perceptibly, Their depth and chill implacable in their advance.
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 7:30 PM UTC
wk-kortas
something for the september man
He is not without dreams, without aspirations; He simply knows them by their true name, Knows they are alloyed and somewhat compromised, The musings and misapprehensions of mortal men, And he knows that his finalities outweigh and outnumber Such things he has yet to realize, Those lesser grails which tantalize and tease Even though he knows their possession is far outweighed By that gleaned from the pursuit. But no matter, then--he has duties to fulfill, Tithes to pay, promises made and, as such, to be kept. There is the sun, after all, and the warmth of day Sometimes not unlike that of mid-August, Though the nights have lengthened perceptibly, Their depth and chill implacable in their advance.
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