“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Friday, May 6, 2016
(in)famous people
If every success-
ful person was tortured young-
should they be great-full ?
Image of painting by Christian Krohg [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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