A writer has no use for the clock. A writer lives in an infinity of days, time without end, ploughed under.
A writer has no use for the clock. A writer lives in an infinity of days, time without end, ploughed under.
A writer has no use for the clock. A writer lives in an infinity of days, time without end, ploughed under.
A writer has no use for the clock. A writer lives in an infinity of days, time without end, ploughed under.
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