Why am I still here?
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To be a poet is to spend one’s life composing eulogies.
Posted on Friday, October 7 2011.
"Our hero shrieked and clutched at his head. Alas! This was what he had known for a long time would happen!" -Dostoevsky, closing lines of
The Double
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"Our hero shrieked and clutched at his head. Alas! This was what he had known for a long time would happen!" -Dostoevsky, closing lines of The Double
