Sisyphus
We imagine you eternally rolling your rock up the hill only to watch it tumble back down and shake our heads at your futility as, oblivious, we return to doing the same.
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Jaybird
I am retired, having worked primarily as a librarian, but have done freelance proofreading, copy editing, and book reviewing. I wrote some poetry many years ago, but decided it was bad and stopped, since I had other things to do. For the last ten...
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