We are nothing less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.
We are nothing less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf 's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine.
And when all bodies meet,
In Lethe to be drown'd,
Then only numbers sweet
With endless life are crown'd.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories