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  • Dramatic Poetry Re: pain

    sitting alone in my own despair in the lunch room of death watching people eat their souls as if it's their last meal wondering wondering whats driving them whats provokes ...

    Sep 20, 2008


"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world."
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery