A poet who stares at the sun too long goes blind. Plants bend toward the light, and a world brimming with radiance tilts into the dark. From noon to midnight.
A poet who stares at the sun too long goes blind. Plants bend toward the light, and a world brimming with radiance tilts into the dark. From noon to midnight.
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