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Imprimis Poems - Poems about Imprimis


Not Quite the Remnant of Those Myriad Poems That Yestereve I Composed
...The armies they are massing: They line and ring every shore, every strand bristling with  The deadliest of weapons; The tocsin should be sounded,  And every cannon is round at its bore. Fires ra......

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Categories: imprimis, absence, adventure, africa, allegory,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things