| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - lace in West Texas called Who Knows Where out on that Lone Prairie.The only excuse that a man has for his writing is to write about himself, to reveal to others the sort of world that is mirrored in his own glass; his only excuse is to be original; he must speak of things not yet spoken of in a form not yet formulated.I suppose all people compelled to write feel the same way about it as I do tho
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