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Contagium Poems - Poems about Contagium


A River Flows Underground
...That was unscarred night. The full moon was rising. A contagium had spurred it to go high. A brazen assault bleeds the painter’s eyes. He sees only red in the pubescent rage. She walks out of the ......

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Categories: contagium, art,
Form: ABC

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