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An epitaph a day is like an apple a day… The apple part is rhymed poetry, the dying part is blank verse.

Thursday, March 3rd, 2011

“Every morning when you get up, write an epitaph!” I watched them scribble something. “That’s good, I encouraged them, “start right away!,” though I knew that what they were scribbling were not epitaphs, but “every morning when you get up write an epi… epipi… epi…”

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