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The joy of writing. The power of preserving. Revenge of a mortal hand.

Wislawa Szymborska

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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
Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.
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Action Demand Myself Poor Preparation Reality
Nothing’s a gift, it’s all on loan.
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Gift Loan One Liner Perspective
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 slide my arm from under the sleeper’s head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.
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Angel Count Head Myself Sleep
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.
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Absurd Myself Poem Preference Writing
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
Poetic talent doesn’t operate in a vacuum. There is a spirit of Polish poetry.
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Operate Poet Spirit Talent
Animals don’t even try to look any different from what nature intended. They humbly wear their shells, scales, spines, plumes, pelts, and down. The conscious impulse to change one’s appearance is found only among humans.
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Animal Appearance Conscious Different Human Oneself Try
No one in my family has ever died of love. What happened, happened, but nothing myth-inspiring.
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Death Family Love Mythical
Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice?
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Choice Decision Kind Perspective
I’d have to be really quick to describe clouds – a split second’s enough for them to start being something else.
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Cloud Description Enough Myself Quick Start
I’m drowning in papers.
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Drown Myself One Liner Paper Poet
Secret codes resound. Doubts and intentions come to light.
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Code Light Secret
Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
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Beautiful Certain Confidence Life Time

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