Welcome To Crazy Town

Happy the man, and happy he alone,

he who can call today his own:

he who, secure within, can say,

Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

Be fair or foul, or rain or shine

the joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.

Not Heaven itself, upon the past has power,

but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

-Horace

Sorry I haven’t been posting too many poems lately, a lot has been on my mind keeping me distracted these past few weeks. Hopefully I’ll figure out some schedule to how I’m going to do the poem posts. Until then it’ll just be random. I think I still need a direction for where this blog is going, but no idea what to write about….

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