9.18,2013
Dylan Thomas And death shall have no dominion. Dead men naked. they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon. When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shell have stars at elbow and foot. Though they go mad they shall be sane. Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again. Though lovers be lost jove shall not. And death shall have no dominion.

Dylan Thomas

And death shall have no dominion.

Dead men naked. they shall be one With the man in the wind and the west moon.

When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone, They shell have stars at elbow and foot.

Though they go mad they shall be sane.

Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again.

Though lovers be lost jove shall not.

And death shall have no dominion.