In a country somewhere far,
lies the empty hands of a woman and child,
and the weight of their sorrows formed in gold for the greedy hands of a King.
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Thoughts Before Dawn
ПоезіяA book where I, an author, shall fill the blank pages with words that break into my mind before hues of golden orange and purple break into the morning sky. All of the words within the otherwise imaginary pages of this book are original. [COVER CREA...
