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Crimson Shell - Our Write Side
Another poem for you today. Enjoy. Share your thoughts about my poetry in a comment? Crimson Shell The salty devil bought my soul, for cold compresses, cold reassurances, and gewgaws, of the State Fair type. I, in turn, loathed the Son, fought the violence of the sun, jumped overboard, To kiss the sirens, but scuttledDetails