Happy Birthday, Lovecraft... I've always wondered why you wrote again and again about part human, part frog people... but your images of being trapped a horrific, decaying town with something Terribly Wrong going on are so beautifully haunting.
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Help us to be the always hopeful
Gardeners of the spirit
Who know that without darkness
Nothing comes to birth
As without light
Nothing flowers
-May Sarton
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