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PrurientA Poem by Rob SantanaAs the moon rises into the two-toned colouredsky, the waves begin to take shape, asthe angels sing and demons conspire we walk through the grave.. |
PrurientA Poem by Rob SantanaAs the moon rises into the two-toned colouredsky, the waves begin to take shape, asthe angels sing and demons conspire we walk through the grave.. |