There once was a bitch from New Jersey
Who was soon to turn Thirty
She had fucked one and twenty
And blew just as many
For she liked to go down and be dirty
“Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depth of your heart; confess to yourself you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke
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