Isolation (Edward Booth Loughran Poems)
Man lives alone; star-like, each soul In its own orbit circles ever;Myriads may by or round it roll — ...
Man lives alone; star-like, each soul In its own orbit circles ever;Myriads may by or round it roll — ...
When these dead leaves were green, love, November's skies were blue,And summer came with lips aflame, The gentle ...
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