For the heart is not juged by how much you know
but how much you are loved
So said the man behind the curtain
As I got back home and chew on my greens
All good
For me
All good
I can't come back till I know how it works
So they said
For I can't find where my heart to rest
T'is how I find the belief in myself
Love Life Work of my life
Belief in thyself
Till t'is the morning dew
Before the time arrives
Think to thyself
There is no place like home
Home is where thou residest
So I have been told
Done with Middlemarch
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An accomplishment of mine during the time of waiting for my book to be
edited... I finally finished reading the Middlemarch by George Eliot.
God bless ...
1 week ago
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