If you will observe, it doesn’t take A man of giant mould to make A giant shadow on the wall; And he who in our daily sight Seems but a figure mean and small, Outlined in Fame’s illusive light, May stalk, a silhouette sublime, Across the canvas of his time.
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I keep some portion of my early gleam; Brokenly bright, like moonbeams on a river, It lights my life, a far illusive dream, Moves as I move, and leads me on forever.
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No, love is an ephemeral and illusive concept, it doesn't last; lust lasts.
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