Poetry

The language of Poetry is the most beautiful we have ever heard. It makes bearable existence, makes wondrous the world. No matter how hard we try, we cannot speak it, though we know every word it contains.

Forced to talk in our tongue, they become saddened and increasingly upset. Suicides follow in alarming frequency. There is nothing we can do but watch.

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The Islands of The WorldIntroduction

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