Affair.A Poem by Yet, Nobody...? Here.
Tight-lipped.
Rationale beleaguered. Soldered passing lingers. Tacit is the stairwell signal. Needing nescience - gone away. © 2013 Yet, Nobody...? Here.Reviews
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