AstridA Poem by the penumbra
If the moon was glowing
then the star, My Astrid, was beaming with raw unadulterated happiness That not even the coldest of chills could kill. © 2014 the penumbra |
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the penumbraHell, OKAboutHello all! I apologize, it's been several years since i have been on here, but I am more than happy to be back. :) I love all comments, questions, and critiques posted on my writings, and I will try.. more..Writing
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