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Premium Member Kiss the Rain
...The air is shivered; to displacements whim.' From the Ides of heaven’s sphere As smote was the skin of a cosmic drum Throbbing walls of pressure ‘push in’. Then down as silvered mail, are droplet......

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Categories: lozenged, seasons,
Form: Prose

Book: Reflection on the Important Things