'O Vimeo, Vimeo, Wherefore art thou Vimeo?'

Enter Juliet alone:
Juliet: [...]
Give me my Vimeo; and, when I shall die,
Take it and cut it out in little stars,
And it will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.

lost in a moment from dennis wheatley on Vimeo.

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