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Sweet love of youth,
Forgive if I forget thee
While the World's tide is bearing me along;
No other Sun has lightened up my heaven;
No other Star has ever shone for me;
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.

But when the days of golden dreams had perished
Even despair was powerless to destroy
Then did I check the tears of useless passion,
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;

And even yet, I dare not let it languish
Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?

- Cold in the earth by Emily Brontë

Photos I took as a gift for someone who has been an extraordinary friend, but it seemed to fit the poem so well.

Location is my secret place, where I go to think when I need to escape from the world

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Sweet love of youth,
Forgive if I forget thee
While the World's tide is bearing me along;
No other Sun has lightened up my heaven;
No other Star has ever shone for me;
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.

But when the days of golden dreams had perished
Even despair was powerless to destroy
Then did I check the tears of useless passion,
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;

And even yet, I dare not let it languish
Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?

- Cold in the earth by Emily Brontë

Photos I took as a gift for someone who has been an extraordinary friend, but it seemed to fit the poem so well.

Location is my secret place, where I go to think when I need to escape from the world