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Koria
Mathematics is the only science where one never knows what one is talking about nor whether what is said is true. -- Russell
Wait, what? (Score:2)
Farewell?
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Is everything all right?
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That comment looked to be made back in 2007.
Hopefully everything is alright.
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Not the comment. The bio.
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The Last Farewell
There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbour
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
refrain:
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
(repeat)
I heard there's a wicked war a blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a raising
Their guns on
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I suspect more the metaphysical kind of trip. If yes, then I hope at least the pain is/was minimal.
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What she said. (That goes for both of you.)
The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
Cheers,
Ethelred
She's not dead yet, she's pining for the fjords (Score:1)
But then ...
I don't fully understand... (Score:2)
Sorry to hear of your loss (Score:2)
May your grief bring you comfort.
May your memories bring you peace.
ummmmm (Score:2)
I feel rather awkward here, but I hope things get better, those that are physically possible....