NostalgiaA Poem by J.Arthur.Bhope you get the imagesThis nostalgia is a big house which end up unfurnished a cold forcing cover the nakedness of a woman who had said yes it's a cheap tapestry that is repeated in a narrow hall it's releasing the chest to water and watch it barely floating it is without a doubt
Coffee at a wake © 2016 J.Arthur.B |
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