Bring me my bow of burning gold; Bring me my arrows of desire; Bring me my spears: o’clouds unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire. I will not cease from mental fight, Nor shall my pen sleep in my hand, ‘Til I have FINISHED THIS FUCKING ARTICLE I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON FOR THREE DAYS.

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