I am savoring these lines from a poem titled “Consciousness” by the Nobel laureate Czeslaw Milosz: I think that I am here, on this earth, To present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I [...]
I am savoring these lines from a poem titled “Consciousness” by the Nobel laureate Czeslaw Milosz: I think that I am here, on this earth, To present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I [...]
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