Where Have I Been?
9 years ago
Come, my friends, It is not too late to see a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order to smite the sounding furrows; for my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset, and the baths of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the happy isles ... - Tennyson, Ulysses
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