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Click hereI am the dull one, the
boring friend, overlooked
bearer of bad news, repository of
sickening confidences,
soaker-up of blood, testator,
greeter of invaders,
teller of tales at their tables,
my place getting farther and
farther away until I can
barely see the crown I once
nearly touched, a relic
embalmed in aspic,
forever denied felicity.
to play with it, I won't.
I looked up Felicity, on google, yeah I'd be pissed too.
5ed, glad you showed up, wasn't planning on coming over.
Very nice thoughts and progression. Particularly like "my place getting farther and farther away until I can barely see the crown I once nearly touched," but not sure what the last two & a bit lines mean or give - relic?,aspic?, felicity?
Also greatly like the photo on your biography. Eventually came to the conclusion it wasn't of you. I think the name printed on it gave me a clue.
5ed!
Reading this, I immediately sympathize with the hero and with everything he says, but my mind went strait to the Roman poet with whom I am not well versed. Please, excuse my ignorance, Which Horatio do you mean?