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Abare Poems - Poems about Abare


Premium Member The Beast
...A midsummer's day turned any old night, Yet my wife, my wife was nowhere in sight. Around the town I searched with frantic celerity, Yearning for a glimpse of her blonde-haired gaeity. Her friend......

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Categories: abare, allegory, corruption, discrimination, judgement,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things