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Passions of the Soul
Passions of the Soul
Like a lighthouse set on rocky shores
we gaze at the world within our sight
with scant regard for any cause;
indifferent as the mosquito's flight,
and chatter gaily over tea or beer
on friendship, crime, or the next career.
But I am ego: I stand alone,
a moral agent in time and tide.
With resolution I keep my own
counsel; hermit-like, my thou...
Sunday 15th October 2017 1:50 pm
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