"One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering."
Jane Austen, novelist (1775-1817)
Fists balled in the hollow of the eyes Sat in the old, creaky wicker chair The scream stuck in the pharynx Blue-overalls despair taking ho...
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