Nor
dread nor hope attend, a dying animal; a man awaits his end,
dreading and hoping all; many times he died, Many times rose
again. A great man in his pride, confronting murderous men,
casts derision upon, supersession of breath; he knows death
to the bone -- Man has created death.
DEATH
- by William Butler Yeats
CELTICA
New
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Greetings,
For the people that do not know me, My name is Ryan Keogh.
Here is a list of my E-Mail addresses:
ryank@rogers.wave.ca
area51@writeme.com
mentallyill@mindless.com
keogh@writeme.com
worm-wood@bigfoot.com
Please
feel free to page me via ICQ