Calvaria Poems - Poems about Calvaria

...There was no need of a sharp knife in Calvaria. Night was fighting with the moon. From a concealed canvas I could find, galloping, black horses were gone. A duplicate key does not work now. The loc......

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...(Part One) The first few hours. I was just a ordinary man caught up in the unruly throng, The mob jeering and ranting insults on the road along, I pushed and shoved my way through all the furore to s......

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