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knuckles ache peel back the page: Aurelius, Seneca, Epictetus cluck the tongue boys outside throw jabs over a cracked cricket bat a father frets over investments and client work, simple things. I read on wondering how so many words committed to tranquility could be attributed to so many men when women trained stoics since the womb would pen epics - if only they were not plucking stones from rice.
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 10:17 AM UTC
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knuckles ache peel back the page: Aurelius, Seneca, Epictetus cluck the tongue boys outside throw jabs over a cracked cricket bat a father frets over investments and client work, simple things. I read on wondering how so many words committed to tranquility could be attributed to so many men when women trained stoics since the womb would pen epics - if only they were not plucking stones from rice.
KRBanerjee
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 10:17 AM UTC
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