A poet is somebody who has written a poem. — Wallace Stegner, Crossing to Safety
A poet is somebody who has written a poem. — Wallace Stegner, Crossing to Safety
A poet is somebody who has written a poem. — Wallace Stegner, Crossing to Safety
A poet is somebody who has written a poem. — Wallace Stegner, Crossing to Safety
A poet is somebody who has written a poem. — Wallace Stegner, Crossing to Safety
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A poet is somebody who has written a poem.

— Wallace Stegner, Crossing to Safety
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