1. 09:36 21st Feb 2012

    Notes: 7

    Reblogged from standardhuman

    For I have known them all already, known them all—
    Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
    I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
    I know the voices dying with a dying fall
    Beneath the music from a farther room.
    So how should I presume?
    — T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (via standardhuman)
     
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    3. katmolitor said: One of my favorite poems.
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