SolidSnake Posted March 5, 2022 Report Posted March 5, 2022 "An ancient mumbling monk his beads, I tried to thank for his courteous deeds My strange old friend. “Nay, do not talk,” He urged me, “you have a long walk Before you. Good-by and Good-day!” And gently sped upon my way I stumbled out in the morning hush, As down the empty street a flush Ran level from the rising sun. Another day was just begun." Amy Lowell
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