"So long as you have food in your mouth, you have solved all questions for the time being."
Franz Kafka, novelist (1883-1924) in Investigations of a Dog (Forschungen eines Hundes), 1922.
The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover
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