Or is You Ain’t?

Articulating the delicate dance between longing and affirmation.

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To Prune the Rose

Not every man knows what is waiting for him, or what he shall sing.

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For Night Will Come

Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may forever tarry.

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