Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium T.S. Eliot Sunday Jul 31 06:18pm
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Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium T.S. Eliot Sunday Jul 31 06:18pm
tagged as: inspiration.
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