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Stories by Melver Bumatay
Nehave's Play
"I love your eyes." Nehave stuttered. "I love the way they timidly blink when you're looking a...
Confessions After Suns And Moons/P...
Poetry from the unknown heart- the one who loves, the one who mourns.
Wounds of the Daylight/Poetry/
Love. Life. Loneliness.