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“Poems in a way are spells against death. They are milestones, to see where you were then from where you are now. To perpetuate your feelings, to establish them. If you have in any way touched the central heart of mankind's feelings, you'll survive.”

Quote by Richard Eberhart

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Richard Eberhart

Richard Eberhart was an American poet known for his concise and profound poetry style. His works often explore themes such as nature, love, and death, and have been beloved by readers. more

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