{berets and bongos} 72;

“i’m happiest when most away
i can bear my soul from its home of clay
on a windy night when the moon is bright
and the eye can wander through worlds of light—

when i am not and none beside—
nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky—
but only spirit wandering wide
through infinite immensity.”

-emily bronte, i am happiest when most away.

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