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Quoins Poems - Poems about Quoins


The Peephole That Is the Moon
...An infinite door of midnight blue; glowing peephole that is the moon. Dare I look before turned to dust? Yes, dear friend, I surely must. In the midst, a city of finest gold, large as the eart......

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Categories: quoins, faith, god, heaven, hope,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things