A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it. — John Green, Paper Towns
A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it. — John Green, Paper Towns
A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it. — John Green, Paper Towns
A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it. — John Green, Paper Towns
A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it. — John Green, Paper Towns
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A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it.

— John Green, Paper Towns
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