It isn’t true that there’s a community of light, a bonfire of the world. Everyone carries his own, his lonely own…It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone. The world is full of dark derelicts.
It isn’t true that there’s a community of light, a bonfire of the world. Everyone carries his own, his lonely own…It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone. The world is full of dark derelicts.
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