EightA Poem by Eponine RoyEight syllables per line now that Is the ticket! Eight lines in all It's easy to see! That eight Is the number that binds us two Or at least is following me! For eight will not leave me alone! But eight will never let me go. © 2008 Eponine RoyFeatured Review
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