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A Trick of the Light
It is easier to forgive myself for giving up hope than for struggling to find the words to wish it farewell. I would sooner be a poet than a living thing. Still, I breathe. I want…
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Starry Lasses
Here’s to the ne’er easy ladies of Aries,Fires of Sheratan, never to cull-Gone is the mate who had sought ‘em to sate:When they got to rammin’ he went through the hull! Here’s to the chorus of…
Sanctity and Constraint 