Bits of Things that Might Be
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Ongoing5m
Last published Wed, Mar 20, 2019
A pen hits ink, scraping across the parchment in wonder... Shakespeare lives once again.
She smiles and another lovely smile greets another stranger.
Though each different, one meaning within.
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