XXXVII. We are Infinite

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the peculiarity

and immortality

of poets

is the way

in which we condense

all of our beauty,

angst,

fears,

anger,

inadequacies,

madness,

gloominess,

into delicately

and fearlessly sculpted fragments

of our being.

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