lives and dies what lives and dies never have we stopped to question the assumption of man's dominion there is a darkness rising overhead enshrouding us
shining through. I feel that there is hope for a world so brave and new. Many seasons have changed and the king is old and weak. The princess has come
king had brewed. So she dies, he dies, Hamlet dies, Laertes dies On top of where Ophelia lies, Right next to where Polonius died. And before you can
