One day I will get over how you can make every poem so very colorful, even when you take a more muted approach to it, and how it makes me want to just sit here and reread it all.
Today is still not that day.
Lumi: they stand no chance against the JAG SAFETY BLANKET
And on the pedestal these words appear:/'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings;/Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'/Nothing beside remains. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
