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The Art of Building
“the art of building walls—is often an art of lies
hedges built to obscure plain and simple truths—”

“in our eclipse of age
we imagined calm bliss
in soft—empty nests…”
“the art of building walls—is often an art of lies
hedges built to obscure plain and simple truths—”
“the greatest splendors…
are profoundly short…”