What the Writer Sees
The lights fading embers danced upon the ragged
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Read moreI Am a Reflection Avowed of
Read moreLast night I went to a late night supermarket and spent my last $1.40 a one bread roll. Loaves were
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Read moreShe epitomized beauty’s glorious renditions, Of finest silk her
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