EMPTY
EMPTY I once had dreams of her Hot visions unfolding From the edge of night... Sign in to see full entry.
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Poetry=The art, theory, or structure of poems. The expression or embodiment of such qualities. The sounds of thoughts and dreams. The world as expressed in the eyes of mortals.
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