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*two hours later*
Me: I have read so many things and forgot to ever pick up my knitting.
*two hours later*
Me: I have read so many things and forgot to ever pick up my knitting.
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This piece isn't quite done, but it fit the spooky vibes of the season so I'm posting the WIP.
This piece isn't quite done, but it fit the spooky vibes of the season so I'm posting the WIP.
dias does what no mortal can
and his works? are they there?
no, but maybe still despair
I have looked on
the works
that were in
the desert
and which
you were probably
thinking
would still stand
Forgive me
they were trunkless
so vast
and so old
As through winds the trav'ling man he
Spied the face of Ozymandy
Lying, simply lying there
Suddenly there was some writing
Pon the plinth that he was sighting
That the sand and time were blighting
Quoth the statue, "Now despair"
dias does what no mortal can
and his works? are they there?
no, but maybe still despair
and wen the stone
is broke to bits
and all alone
i lie in sand
it stretches bare
you read my words
you pls despair
dias does what no mortal can
and his works? are they there?
no, but maybe still despair
I have looked on
the works
that were in
the desert
and which
you were probably
thinking
would still stand
Forgive me
they were trunkless
so vast
and so old
and wen the stone
is broke to bits
and all alone
i lie in sand
it stretches bare
you read my words
you pls despair
As through winds the trav'ling man he
Spied the face of Ozymandy
Lying, simply lying there
Suddenly there was some writing
Pon the plinth that he was sighting
That the sand and time were blighting
Quoth the statue, "Now despair"
At his works in despair in a daze
If you looked upon them
And were mere mortal men
'Ozymandias mighty', it says
As through winds the trav'ling man he
Spied the face of Ozymandy
Lying, simply lying there
Suddenly there was some writing
Pon the plinth that he was sighting
That the sand and time were blighting
Quoth the statue, "Now despair"