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Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.

Wislawa Szymborska

Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune’s darlings.
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Fortune Inspirational Place Poet Select
Existentialists are monumentally and monotonously serious; they don’t like to joke.
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Boredom Existence Joke Monumental Serious
Nothing can ever happen twice. In consequence, the sorry fact is that we arrive here improvised and leave without the chance to practice.
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Arrival Consequence Fact Practice
Even a graphomaniac is an extremely complicated person.
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Complication Nature Person
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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Absurd Myself Poem Preference Writing
My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.
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Choice Demand Loss Myself Rejection Way
We’re extremely fortunate not to know precisely the kind of world we live in. One would have to live a long, long time, unquestionably longer than the world itself.
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Fortune Kind Live Precise Question World
Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.
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Land Life Scratch Time
Memory at last has what I sought.
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Last Memories Myself Thinking
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
Poets yearn, of course, to be published, read, and understood, but they do little, if anything, to set themselves above the common herd and the daily grind.
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Common Poet Publish Reading Understand
Generally speaking, life is so rich and full of variety; you have to remember all the time that there is a comical side to everything.
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Comic Remember Rich Talk Variety Yourself
Something doesn’t start at its usual time. Something doesn’t happen as it should. Someone was always, always here, then suddenly disappeared and stubbornly stays disappeared.
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Disappear Start Stay Stubborn Time
I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.
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Myself Personality Thinking
Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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Code Light Secret
At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn’t possible to save mankind.
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Beginning Creativity Humanity Kind Life Love Man Myself Understand

Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.

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