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I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.

Wislawa Szymborska

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Even boredom should be described with gusto. How many things are happening on a day when nothing happens?
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Boredom Day Description
I’m fighting against the bad poet who is prone to using too many words.
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Bad Fight Myself Poet Word
I don’t know the role I’m playing. I only know it’s mine, non-convertible.
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Myself Play Role
I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.
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Fight Himself Imagination Myself Peace Quiet
They say the first love’s most important. That’s very romantic, but not my experience.
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Experience Important Love Myself Romantic
No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss is in precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses.
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Bliss Kiss Past Teaching Time Way
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
Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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Gift Loan One Liner Perspective
Memory at last has what I sought.
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Last Memories Myself Thinking
Whether you want it or not, your genes have a political past, your skin a political tone. your eyes a political color. You walk with political steps on political ground.
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Color Ground Past Politics Walk Yourself
All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.
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Memories Myself Search
Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.
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Death Easy Faith Live
When it comes, you’ll be dreaming that you don’t need to breathe; that breathless silence is the music of the dark and it’s part of the rhythm to vanish like a spark.
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Breathe Darkness Dreams Music Need Rhythm Spark
Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.
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Land Life Scratch Time
I started earning a living as a poet rather early on.
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Live Myself Poet Start
Sometimes I write quickly, sometimes I spend several weeks on a single poem. I would really love for readers not to be able to guess which of the poems took so much work!
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Myself Poem Quick Reading Time Work Writing

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