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He is fairer than Spring, Wiser than my unread library, Tenderer than a feather in the newly-stirred autumn wind. “I tell you, the more I think it over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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