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“Tardy Morning Sun” Now Live On Spillwords Press NYC
damp, frosty grass was a sad soul to bare feet her heart dangling from a pale elbow in a drowsy fog besieging her as tears hymn, turning to ice on cold flesh five months passed since her husband was planted to earthly rest laying by the lake,…
My new Piece “Fairy Feast” live on Masticadoresindia
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