When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread
with one, and a lily with the other.
To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee.
~Emily Dickinson
It has been said, "My soul sings me", but I find for myself, my soul Writes me.
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