"I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defense the only arms I allow myself to use -- silence, exile, and cunning." -- James Joyce
Dropped rock fire the red sun down Golden evening bridge gate crossing the bay. Chopped blue gray glad steep freehold finding To save light.
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