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Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Expressions 3
Now no joy but lacks salt,
That is not dashed with pain
And weariness and fault;
I crave the stain of tears, the aftermark
Of almost too much love,
The sweet of bitter bark
And burning clove.
- Robert Frost
Sanguine dry on paper
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