“Smooth to the touch, My memories of you; I've handled them so much No facet can feel new. Yet every recollection Holds me like a pledge, Confounds my intellect and Hones its cutting edge.” — The Clam Lake Papers Copy Share Image
“Smooth to the touch, My memories of you; I've handled them so much No facet can feel new. Yet every recollection Holds me like… — The Clam Lake Papers Copy Share Image
