Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
William Wordsworth Quotes
For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing often-times The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
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