afraid i'll never write again	afraid i'll never write again, i search my memory for moments of truth. perhaps a triumph over adversity. no, for the real prize is in the struggle. maybe a contemplation of beauty. but how many Grecian urns can be studied? or this, an epiphany wherein my true nature -- shallow and selfish -- is revealed.
	yes, this will do.
	'i couldn't live if i were blind'
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