Confessions IV
New faces
Different place
Everywhere I go there is no space
So I shut myself out, so as not to be a waste
Confessions IV
New faces
Different place
Everywhere I go there is no space
So I shut myself out, so as not to be a waste
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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