THE FIRST POEM THAT SHALL BEGIN THE FIRST NOVEL

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This is the first sentence I have ever written. It is the first poem that 
I have ever written. Mother, it is the sentence that shall launch my
novel. My first novel. My fervent wish. My novel, my poem, both.
Now we go! I am fifty-eight years old! I am afraid! The first novel,
the first sentence! The first poem I have ever written! Okay! Okay!