Jane Doe
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Sunday MorningA Poem by Jane DoeYou rise from your bed, the very thing which lulled you to sleep as you lie awake in the early hours of the night, as the black night sky infiltra.. |
Jane Doe
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Sunday MorningA Poem by Jane DoeYou rise from your bed, the very thing which lulled you to sleep as you lie awake in the early hours of the night, as the black night sky infiltra.. |
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