Lost Civilisation

Friends tell me it is time I moved back to civilisation.  I would move to civilisation in a trice if I knew where it was…

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About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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4 Responses to Lost Civilisation

  1. DaveB says:

    All you can really hope for is to be a civilised person, that way you may gather civilised people about you and form your own.


  2. Alan says:

    Any truly civilised country would recognise my genius and pay me just to live there.


  3. Pilgrim33 says:

    And there was a job on offer.


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