Touch Of A Customary Dead Darling


As large as the world; immeasurable... 
So enclosed is the mind; psychobabble, 
While strongly growing up will
Through care in guise to stand still
Eyes figuring words good for such scrabble.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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