Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

07sep2008

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So it’s fare thee well my own true love
We’ll meet another day another time
It’s not the leavin’ that’s a-grievin’ me
But my darling who’s bound to stay behind.
— Bob Dylan, Farewell

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So fare thee well, my own true love
When I return united we will be
It’s not the leaving of Liverpool that’s grieving me
But my darling when I think of thee
— The Leaving of Liverpool