Poulenc

Grand go the Years,
In the Crescent above them--
Worlds Scoop Their Arcs--
And Firmaments--row--
Diadems--drop--
And Doges--surrender--
Soundless as Dots,
On a Disc of Snow.
--Emily Dickinson

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  mmrhe3 weeks, 4 days ago

  We seem to have a mutual point of view on things...Especially this Edwards thing.
  Where are you from?