The Nighttime (Poetry Book)
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MatureOngoing6m
Last published Fri, Nov 23, 2018
Do you read?
Then what you need
Is a taste of darkness and love
But love is an illusion in stars above
Your head
Leaving millions of words unsaid.
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This a collection of my completely original poems, and perhaps I'll add some short stories.
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