“I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.” Ovid
“I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.” Ovid
“Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven in Hell’s despair.” William Blake
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