Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock. — Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Poetry must be as new as foam, and as old as the rock.

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