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Polar Extremes
To say that the pendulum swings too far, and spends too much time stalled at either end (having somehow got stuck, its bearings fouled), leaving great holes of time where reality is distorted, and the continuum of the necessary and … Continue reading
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Tagged ADD, daily poems, Robert Service, sonnet, The Men That Don't Fit In
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