"Nature never said to me: Do not be poor. Still less did she say: Be rich. Her cry to me was always: Be independent."
Nicolas de Chamfort, writer (1741-1794)
Strewn about the vase the petals a vestige of a gone beauty randomly, perhaps Gathering the withered soft and dead dryness the mind but wa...
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