I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; --poetry = the best words in the best order.
I have fallen in love with you my angel. I sought nothing of you but only to see that dazzling smile of yours once more. I wish nothing more of you but only hope that one day you ...
Inside every man there is a poet who died young.
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