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O Time too swift
His golden locks Time hath to silver turn’d; O Time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing! His youth ‘gainst time and age hath ever spurn’d, But spurn’d in vain; youth waneth by increasing: Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green. The poetry above is the first Read more
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My Love is Vengeance That’s Never Free
No one knows what it’s likeTo be the bad manTo be the sad manBehind blue eyes No one knows what it’s likeTo be hatedTo be fatedTo telling only lies But my dreams aren’t as emptyAs my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeance that’s never free No one knows what Read more
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Pigpen
Every great band has at least one genius, whether or not they want to admit it. The best bands have surplus genius, it reveals itself in its own time, in curious moments, to the surprise and delight of both its perpetrators and audience. The Grateful Dead had Jerry Garcia, Bob Weir, Phil Lesh, and Bill Read more
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