Tiny Trinklets//1
I lie in gloom, like a pale, placid bard— a devotee to his silent grief. Every hour feels nigh, a weigh'less crusade I deeply fought within.
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I lie in gloom, like a pale, placid bard— a devotee to his silent grief. Every hour feels nigh, a weigh'less crusade I deeply fought within.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets