the pretty follies


But love is blind, and lovers cannot see/
The pretty follies that themselves commit.
scene vi, The Merchant of Venice


I have lived a thousand year, a thousand years of good, in the land of no right angles.
We disappeare (things not seen). 

I have lived a thousand year, a thousand years of good, in the land of no right angles.

We disappeare (things not seen). 

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