01/11/2011, 10:24 PM
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the saddest thing that could ever befall upon a person (a writer especially) or someone who has spent most of her childhood around storybooks and words, is when poetry abandons all the sentences that it once strung together.

like now. I cannot write for nuts now. All I can do, is to solve math sums, memorise biology and draw funny structures of amino acids and chemical bonds. And I don’t even do it that well.

Try losing that.

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