She (Theodore Roethke Poems)
I think the dead are tender. Shall we kiss? --My lady laughs, delighting in what is.If she but sighs, a ...
I think the dead are tender. Shall we kiss? --My lady laughs, delighting in what is.If she but sighs, a ...
I am twenty-four led to slaughter I survived. The following are empty synonyms: man and beast love and hate friend ...
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