"The morning wind forever blows, the poem of creation is uninterrupted; but few are the ears that hear it. Olympus is but the outside of the earth everywhere."

Now I'm a fat house cat

Have I found you, Flightless Bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, American Mouth?

my endless summer has ended

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