i would that we lived in days where men were honourable, gallant, or at least noble, and women were more then now. that language would be beautiful, cruel, a work of art, rather then convinience. that we lived in fear of life, instead of taking it for granted.
that people were unafraid to love, that life was still full of emotion that isn't linked to financial gain, that living could be dashing and noble, betimes humdrum and ordinary, but always to the trumpet call of a purpose that is larger then us. and this purpose need not be for own gain.
i wish i was born a centry or two ago, when existence wasn't so ordinary.
that people were unafraid to love, that life was still full of emotion that isn't linked to financial gain, that living could be dashing and noble, betimes humdrum and ordinary, but always to the trumpet call of a purpose that is larger then us. and this purpose need not be for own gain.
i wish i was born a centry or two ago, when existence wasn't so ordinary.
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