elvendoll: (woodnymph)
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y'know how people get songs stuck in their head?

i have lines of a poem stuck in my head.
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind


at least right now, i think that is the saddest optimistic statement ever.
in some ways, those words have haunted me since i first read them, during my junior year in high school. and they're appropriate to what triggered them, only in all the wrong ways.

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