| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - What is the point of this poem so bland?Or is it rather the look of the landaround it, that envelops its beauty sincerethat is plain around the heart of happiness and tears?Poets are artists, and are mostly true.But those who write fiction will still never doless than the ones who write truth at its greatestnor will ones that came first be worse than the latest.Need I say more?
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