Writer in Progress
All your words are but to say
"What do you fear, lady?" he asked.
"A cage, she said. "To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept
them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire."
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I do not think that will be your fate... (as for me, however...))
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