Poetry rises early and does its job... it sums up feelings to measure the cost and reward of the way we live; When the scent of blood is on the wind, its gift of seeking out beauty becomes is a hard burden.
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Poetry rises early and does its job... it sums up feelings to measure the cost and reward of the way we live; When the scent of blood is on the wind, its gift of seeking out beauty becomes is a hard burden.