Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage.

Pat Conroy
Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage.
Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage.
Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage.
Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage.
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A lot of people spend a lot of time reading and writing poetry and this is extremely dangerous. Not only can it cause you to forget things but it can also cause brain damage. You have to stop reading poetry and start reading books. This will help you with your memory as well as you will have a lot more time for work.

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