Saturday, September 10, 2005



"April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing,
Memory and desire, stirring,
Dull roots, with spring rain" . ( TS Eliot, The Waste Land)
Posted by Iren at 12:47 PM

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

O s-o citesc.

1:56 PM

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