He Wishes For The Cloths Of HeavenEnwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats 1899
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The most innocent sentence can grow into a Red Wood, with my mind.
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E really is equal to mc^2
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