The Siren's Songs
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Hi! this is me again!!
this is my second poetry books, and just like the first one I wrote this when I'm feeling a little bit blue. so that's why (perhaps) some of the poems showing saddness, gloomy, or anger.
I wrote all of the content by myself except the art
please enjoy this book, votes and coments will motivate me to continue this book.
with Love
Sophia C Roshin
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