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D. H. Lawrence
Snake
A snake came to my water-trough
On a hot,
D. H. Lawrence Snake A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink there. In the deep, strange-scented...
D. H. Lawrence Snake A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink there. In the deep, strange-scented...
Musings from a vague angle of the room
By Brock Gates
Musings from a vague angle of the room By Brock Gates I’m staring at a candlestick un-lit and unattended, it bears no smell and no purpose ...
Musings from a vague angle of the room By Brock Gates I’m staring at a candlestick un-lit and unattended, it bears no smell and no purpose ...
"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how
"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credi...
"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credi...
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