Come Thou Fount.
April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
T.S. Eliot 

(Source: seabois, via mashusha)

04/03/12 at 4:27pm
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