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Death Of an Old Seaman Langston Hughes
We buried him High on a windy hill, But his soul went out to sea. I know, For I heard, when all was still, His sea-soul say to me: Put no tombstone at my head, For here I do not make my bed. Strew no flowers on my grave, I've gone back to the wind and wave. Do not, do not weep for me, For i am happy with my sea.
jojothedogfacedboy added this comment 2009-06-20 14:20:52-05:00
very nice 5*s
nightmarelife added this comment 2009-04-24 19:26:24-05:00
awesome
jojothedogfacedboy added this comment 2009-06-20 14:20:52-05:00
very nice 5*s
nightmarelife added this comment 2009-04-24 19:26:24-05:00
awesome