Harubatz
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Demurrer of LoveA Poem by HarubatzTorn apart, yet weaving itself againIn a shape of form we would feel pain,It reaches you who are a demurrer of loveFor thou seek'est temptation of Eve.. |
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PandemoniumA Poem by HarubatzAlas |
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MelancholiaA Poem by HarubatzAlas, O, Sweet thee, Can thou forgive this pitiful self. |
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The Torso of A KnightA Poem by HarubatzWith grievable smile |
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Eve and DayA Poem by HarubatzIn this serene scene of swift scent. |
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