I admit nothing. I cannot express the essence of what cannot be possessed. Poetry doesn’t stop decay, it exacerbates it.
One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.
The Havisham Hour
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One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.
I admit nothing. I cannot express the essence of what cannot be possessed. Poetry doesn’t stop decay, it exacerbates it.
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