old quarry
my heart
turns to stone
early evening in the Friend's graveyard short shadows
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on silent hooves white horses gallop home from the turbulent sea
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on a branch mating pigeons one moving sideways **** two pigeons mating a shower of leaves
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coronavirus I quarantine my fears Accepted (2020) to Frogpond **** no problem finding a seat coronavirus **** isolated wish...
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