Would it be indecent of me, if I pay your grave a visit after your permanent departure, and dance on your tomb as a way to profess my undying eternal love for you, underneath the moonless sky, accompanied by nothing more but the howling of the crisping wind, and ghostly mist.
N A M M
23-06-2020 / 0311
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PoetryIf poetry and quotes are something of your interest, then within this book you'll find one poetry or quotes after the other and the other. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it.
