A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem. — Gloria D. Gonsalves
A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem. — Gloria D. Gonsalves
A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem. — Gloria D. Gonsalves
A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem. — Gloria D. Gonsalves
A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem. — Gloria D. Gonsalves
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A badly written novel can always be shortened to a poem.

— Gloria D. Gonsalves
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