Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
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— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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