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#*The fertile weighs less than the barren Exquisite fruits crumble placid stones The farmer induces their own famine Seeds may be perpetually sown The costs of a cultivated spirit are greater than its untilled counter, yet produces a boundless harvest. How do the fields fare, neighbor?*#
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 8:15 PM UTC
Eulogy to a Dichter
#*The fertile weighs less than the barren Exquisite fruits crumble placid stones The farmer induces their own famine Seeds may be perpetually sown The costs of a cultivated spirit are greater than its untilled counter, yet produces a boundless harvest. How do the fields fare, neighbor?*#
"He who cannot draw on three thousand years is living hand to mouth" -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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kolacian
25/Iowa
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 8:15 PM UTC
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