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Life spills itself into verses - every stumble becomes a stanza, and every spontaneity sprouts a sonnet; in those moments, art bursts from brokenness. - Julia Archer Life spills itself into verses - every stumble becomes a stanza, and every spontaneity sprouts a sonnet; in those moments, art bursts from brokenness. - Julia Archer Life spills itself into verses - every stumble becomes a stanza, and every spontaneity sprouts a sonnet; in those moments, art bursts from brokenness. - Julia Archer