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Monday, February 19, 2007


   I like this poem.
A Thing of Beauty (i have to memorize this for skl. so this is practice XP)
by John Keats

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

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