A dash of cinemas in cider glass resin slightly film cubicles adore courts row corner circle O Picas face quartered pairs apple' core Herstory versus history mystery Poe had Lenore a spirit anomaly Frost's The Must Not Take Road Chose what his small voice told *Her spirit lives and his friend dies. My Poe Rhyme: Coronavirus: Covid-19; and my Frost Short Story: The Road That Never Should Have Been Taken.
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