Masterpiece
A blade for a brush,
Her own wrist made a canvass
ㅡ She herself, an art.
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Starry Dreamy Nights
PoesíaLiterary musings from a dreamer's starry nights and the unsleeping mind. •• updates at the wee hours of the night ••
