A blade of blue

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, O luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night. -Robert Frost
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Thursday, May 05, 2005

I suck... I never post anymore. It's that time of the semester when all of the slackers are screwed. We're all going on no sleep and camping out in writing labs because none of us have done any work all semester. It sucks. That said, I'm going to go study now...or procrastinate...

joanna An outpouring of the brilliance that is me recorded at 1:03 PM

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