Sunday, October 2, 2011

Into the Wild


There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, 
There is a rapture on the lonely shore, 
There is society, where none intrudes, 
By the deep sea, and music in its roar: 
I love not man the less, but Nature more, 

I just wanna do what he did, I just want to leave. 





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