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  • Note from the addicted

    So the walking goes. Snaking in and out of the dirt tracks, I walked into slavery, a magnificent scene in front of my beloved eyes. Maybe the crime scene that ...

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What is a poet? An unhappy person who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.
— Søren Kierkegaard, Philosopher & Theologian