A way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born … in poetry.

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In a sense, a quote is a way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born.

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1. A way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born … in poetry.

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