Tag: contest
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Lover’s Declaration IV
Looking upon that frail image Of dashed innocence handsome Fractured armature obscene, needless casualty Why, Jove? Bleeding for loves which in actuality Divorced from lover fantasy Could never happen Young captains cut down standing Loaves never to leaven, for them heavengoing Like a crab crushed, rushed by gulls Never to grow to a man full…
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