You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,
You're daddy's little girl, to have and to hold... 
среда, октября 27, 2004
Daddy's little girl...
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These shadows of memory tell, indistinctly, of tall figures that lifted and bore me in silence down--down--still down--till a hideous dizziness oppressed me at the mere idea of the interminableness of the descent. They tell also of a vague horror at my heart, on account of that heart's unnatural stillness. Then comes a sense of sudden motionlessness throughout all things; as if those who bore me (a ghastly train!) had outrun, in their descent, the limits of the limitless, … -E.A.P.
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