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Cragunton

  • dear poet

    ink to your paper -- like astrology to our night compassing dusty eyes and lifting hopeless hearts. you move, not by the atlantic tempest or the mishandle of atlas, but. ...

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Anne felt that life was really not worth living without puffed sleeves.
— L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables