βTo a Young Poet
Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird.
Bird and wing together
Go down, one feather.
No thing that ever flew,
Not the lark, not you,
Can die as others do.β
β Edna St. Vincent Millay
Nov 20 2017 01:29:21
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The stage must be set.
Crumbs are easy to swallow.
PLANEFAG here
Anyone recall from a few breads ago when the flights to GITMO arrive/depart this week?
Dug but couldn't find.