Tuesdays are for poetry. Why? Because every day is for poetry.
I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample!
Could finish enmity.
Nor had I time to love; but since
Some industry must be,
The little toil of love, I thought,
Was large enough for me.
—Emily Dickinson
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