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Poetry has a peptic presence. Presently.
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We are metered only by our own machines, while the book is a clock that forgets her machanics.
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Despite the invention of time machines, we keep being linear.
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Ask not if poetry is dead, ask how you can live for poetry.
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Spoiler alert: everyone falls in love & dies!
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So many people, so few poets.
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Words shld be free. Release them from their sentences.
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There are things that are not sayable. That's why we have words.