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Being challenged by James Joyce.

Posted in Personal with tags on September 12, 2012 by voicewithinsilence

“My childhood bends beside me. Too far for me to lay a hand there once or lightly. Mine is far and his secret as our eyes. Secrets,silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts : secrets weary of their tyranny : tyrants, willing to be dethroned.”– Ulysses by James Joyce.

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