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Dylan Thomas - I fell in love - that is the only...

I fell in love - that is the only expression I can think of - at once, and am still at the mercy of words, though sometimes now, knowing a little of their behavior very well, I think I can influence them slightly and have even learned to beat them now and then, which they appear to enjoy. (Dylan Thomas)

I fell in love - that is the only expression I can think of - at once, and am still at the mercy of words, though sometimes now, knowing a little of their behavior very well, I think I can influence them slightly and have even learned to beat them now and then, which they appear to enjoy.

Dylan Thomas

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