I Write

There’s times I write of nothing, when nothing’s to be writ

but other times I start to write and think on it a bit.

It’s then I find the reason I first put ink on the page;

for this lowly piece of paper is my one true stage.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri
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