Nothing like poetry lie awake night. keeps old brain limber. washes aw — Joyce Cary, Horse’s Mouth

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Nothing like poetry when you lie awake at night. It keeps the old brain limber. It washes away the mud and sand that keeps on blocking up the bends.Like waves to make the pebbles dance on my old floors. And turn them into rubies and jacinths; or at any rate, good imitations.

Joyce Cary, The Horse's Mouth

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