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"To the Moon"
Percy Bysshe Shelley

Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing Heaven, and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,--
And ever changing, like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?

i wanna tattoo of this

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[pyralid.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that would make a great tatoo. :o)