A moment in time
Cards on the table
Chips on the floor
The smell of stale cigar smoke and alcohol
It is morning
and time to go to church
A moment in time
Cards on the table
Chips on the floor
The smell of stale cigar smoke and alcohol
It is morning
and time to go to church
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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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