"The other two, slight air and purging fire,
Are both with thee, wherever I abide;
The first my thought, the other my desire,
These present-absent with swift motion slide..."
William Shakespeare: Sonnet Xlv
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"The other two, slight air and purging fire,
Are both with thee, wherever I abide;
The first my thought, the other my desire,
These present-absent with swift motion slide..."
William Shakespeare: Sonnet Xlv
MELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips.
Here, I will speak the sadness,
the heartache, and the decaying
for all the unspoken.
Perhaps under this layer of melancholy,
the girl I once kne...