(P.S. poetry series) Insular Unit
It feels like personal prison, at the cage a guarding dog named Otis, seasonal change goes by unnoticed, no reason for’em, times and the rage…
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It feels like personal prison, at the cage a guarding dog named Otis, seasonal change goes by unnoticed, no reason for’em, times and the rage…
on YouTube Lyrics “Something Just Like This” I’ve been reading books of old In the evenings when I feel cold. The legends and the myths…
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