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Thomas Banks
I am a twentysomething English/Classics major and a member of the Sect of Self Interest, a cult paradoxical in its universiality
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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Napoleon

'What is the world O Soldiers?
It is I.
I, this incessant snow,
This northern sky,
Soldiers, this solitude
Through which we go
Is I.'

-Walter de la mare-
Posted by Thomas Banks at 10:02 AM

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