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About Me
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, September 29, 2009
Lines
Say not the righteous come into Death's keep:
For here good Saon lies, whose noble name
Secures him holy sleep.
-Translated from the Greek by Thomas Banks-
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