smoking kills, but we were born to die.
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smoking kills, but we were born to die.
me when i see him
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Why Are Your Poems so Dark?
by Linda Pastan
Isn’t the moon dark too, most of the time? And doesn’t the white page seem unfinished without the dark stain of alphabets? When God demanded light, he didn’t banish darkness. Instead he invented ebony and crows and that small mole on your left cheekbone. Or did you mean to ask “Why are you sad so often?” Ask the moon. Ask what it has witnessed.
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