Why too many confusing words to describe the wisdom of Old men and the willingness to Fight and Die for what is Right.
Why too many confusing words to describe the wisdom of Old men and the willingness to Fight and Die for what is Right.
Why too many confusing words to describe the wisdom of Old men and the willingness to Fight and Die for what is Right.
Dylan Thomas was a legend. I read his poetry book at a young age. I still have it. Allegedly he drank over 20 shots the day he died at 39.
And death shall have no dominion. Dead men naked they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon; When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shall have stars at elbow and foot; Though they go mad they shall be sane, Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again Though lovers be lost love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.
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