One sunny day at the library, I met the late Gwendolyn Brooks. She was a nice lady. She was old enough to be my grandmother. I got her autograph. What an excellent summer for the great poet.
One sunny day at the library, I met the late Gwendolyn Brooks. She was a nice lady. She was old enough to be my grandmother. I got her autograph. What an excellent summer for the great poet.
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