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One O'clockA Poem by Scarlet M.First month of the year, a paramount of heart beat; the stage lit up, a voice echoed, eyes closed, fused in roaring heat. Our feet remained chained in.. |
One O'clockA Poem by Scarlet M.First month of the year, a paramount of heart beat; the stage lit up, a voice echoed, eyes closed, fused in roaring heat. Our feet remained chained in.. |