~Dreams of a Faerie~

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Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more, day by day,
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
~Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)

Senior at Guilford College in Greensboro, North Carolina.

Singer, Reader, Writer, Watcher, Lover, Hoper, Cellist, Believer, Wonderer, Mover, Giver, and above all: Dreamer.







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by prongsy

I went to Italy to escape and in the process learned how to live.

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