Call on God, but row away from the rocks
The Uncertainty of the poet I am a poet. I am very fond of bananas. I am bananas. I am…
When ideas come to you, go for a walk; then you'll discover that the thing you thought was a complete…
On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and…
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