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Hemicircular Poems - Poems about Hemicircular


Premium Member On Driving Westward Toward Versailles
...I wet cat impaled on telegraph poles serrated ashbrown fur tinged with flinting silver a mirror blue cut by guitar strings on a shining plate bathed in molten evening shine jet streaks through pylo......

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Categories: hemicircular, introspection, october,
Form: Idyll (Idyl)

Book: Reflection on the Important Things