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13 Years Ago
Mirror
I think we think alike In despair or delight For long years; lone Further glow; shone And I see you nightly When the day is done Once......
13 Years Ago
The Symbol
O nce there was a bridge that lured these hitchhikers. And the lane towards the west stooped upon the reflection of their shadows. Each of ......
13 Years Ago
The Ninth Lane
The monarch of Roman Empire rode on his steed Through the ancient dream; once left in sadness But the unknown loam led him to an awry byw......
13 Years Ago
Music\'s On
It was a Christmas Eve. The winter had seeped into the lush, green city in and transformed it into a mystical white haven. All the twinklin......
13 Years Ago
Sweet Child
Macy, take thy poor child for granted His young cold blood bleeds in gloom But he has hoarded love and concord Nor did your eyes seen, o......
13 Years Ago
