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Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.
- Sylvia PlathWe fitted, amusingly enough, into none of the form categories of 'The Young...
My mother's face floated to mind, a pale, reproachful moon, at her last and...
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
In London the day after Christmas (Boxing Day), it began to snow: my first...
Where love rules there is no will to power and where power predominates there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.
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