Solitudes FriendI always ask myself. Who was it that dyed my heart black, and left a spot for it to grow out from it?
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The above quote is in reference to a poem written in the late 1800s by the English poet William Blake: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight for the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
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