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Rebel Soul in the blood..Heathen as well
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Marked and Loved....I Belong to Her....
Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Omaha
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Come not, when I am dead
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Come not, when I am dead,
To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave,
To trample round my fallen head,
And vex the unhappy dust thou wouldst not save.
There let the wind sweep and the plover cry;
But thou, go by.
Child, if it were thine error or thy crime
I care no longer, being all unblest:
Wed whom thou wilt, but I am sick of Time,
And I desire to rest.
Pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie:
Go by, go by.
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