Then I cry in an awful guilt//Sweat beads upon my brow//Each of my sobs ends in a lilt//Because I know I'd do it again...
"I saw the Angel in the marble, And I carved till I set him free." Every story has an impact, each tale matters
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.