Proverbial (14)
A heart put in a closet is a loss of great concern, but a heart in the prison of sex will find too little to grieve for. Ruin is our ointment. The other is a match to any pain.
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 21 October 1662.
Dave Bonta
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