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    I met a traveller from an antique land,


    Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

    Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

    And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

    Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

    Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

    The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

    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. Round the decay

    Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare









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    • God, the panic within the Dems, MSM, and left must be horrifying...realizing that Joe is really the best they've got.

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      • In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

        A stately pleasure-dome decree:

        Where Alph, the sacred river, ran

        Through caverns measureless to man

        Down to a sunless sea.

        So twice five miles of fertile ground

        With walls and towers were girdled round;

        And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,

        Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;

        And here were forests ancient as the hills,

        Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.



        But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted

        Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!

        A savage place! as holy and enchanted


        By woman wailing for her demon-lover!

        Kubla Khan

        Samuel Taylor Coleridge

        (Or, a vision in a dream. A Fragment)



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          • God, the panic within the Dems, MSM, and left must be horrifying...realizing that Joe is really the best they've got.

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            • Originally posted by BaitongBoy View Post
              Whatever happened to BaitongBoy? He improved the forum.

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              • and taste the people-

                Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit




                Hunter S. Thompson , The Rum Diary

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                  • Again, Cheers!...



                    Wilfred Thesiger, Arabian Sands

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                    • Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory

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                      • God, the panic within the Dems, MSM, and left must be horrifying...realizing that Joe is really the best they've got.

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                        • Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

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                          • F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

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                            • God, the panic within the Dems, MSM, and left must be horrifying...realizing that Joe is really the best they've got.

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                              • Herman Melville

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