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On this breezy October morn, I walk
in the swift shadows of cloud-cursing rooks,
watching the world wake on the horizon.
All houses wherein men have lived and died
Are haunted houses. Through the open doors
The harmless phantoms on their errands glide,
With feet that make no sound upon the floors.
We meet them at the doorway, on the stair,
Along the passages they come and go,
Impalpable impressions on the air,
A sense of something moving to and fro.
Do you believe in true love?
There are many people in life who believe that there is true love out there for everybody, but what do you think about it? Are you one of the people who thinks that there is a "right" person for us all, or do you think that we could be equally as happy with multiple people?
Personally, I think that everyone has their true love, but not many are lucky enough to find them.