Fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds worth of distance run.
I’ve just learned about his illness.
He would make a lovely corpse.
I worship the quicksand he walks in.
Wagner’s music is better than it sounds.
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
Angelica Jaramillo Coach
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