A crutch for the weak: A vast mansion for the strong. The Spirit has fled.
There's no spirit left in anything today. I'm surprised that some still read and write poetry.
I agree Sandra and it's getting even worse if you ask me.
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1/17/2026 7:20:51 PM # 1.0.0
There's no spirit left in anything today. I'm surprised that some still read and write poetry.
I agree Sandra and it's getting even worse if you ask me.