"Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as the headlights, but you make the whole trip that way."
E.L. Doctorow, writer (b. 1931)
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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