by Sam Vaknin Because I would not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me: The carriage held but just ourselves And immortality. (Emily Dickinson) She would of been a good woman, if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life. (Flannery O’Connor – “A Good Man is Hard to Find”) So they go on […]
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