Sunday, May 6, 2018

Dark Night, Fair Night Comments

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I'm trouble, Miss. How do you like your troublesome
Boy with eyes of dusk, occult crafts and words of light?
I'm trouble, pain, antithesis, oxymoron, paradox and the low
Rhyme a breeze whispered in high-winter. I'm a fight
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Blake Nox Gama
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