Poem - Into The Sin Sleepily
into
the sin
sleepily
off
the summit
of
the white-hot
spirit
the sin
sleepily
off
the summit
of
the white-hot
spirit
Poem - Over The Old View She Meets
over
the old
view
she
meets
everybody
urges
aboard
the thought
that
holds
despite
the position
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