If life gives you Lemons...

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All the time…

"I sometimes hold that a poem…is a person, a living human being, belonging in bodily presence and real fleshly existence to another world, into which our imagination throws him, his aspect to us, as we read him in this world being no more than the imperfect shadow of that reality of beauty that is divine elsewhere." 

— Fernando Pessoa

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Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss.
 Paul Celan