sonnet in a fleet

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  • la 23-07-2022 06:46
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is my eye too rusty? is my thought too blunt? is my inkpot empty and my will too broken? has the rising sun become too small a token of the truth to utter daily out front? is my pen too tired? is my night too long? is the dream that lingered one too many wakings …

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