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Well Met In the Night

Well Met In the Nightby Michael DoyleWe meet in the night, hiding in the masqueradePretending, as we do, in our game of charade,That while we pretend to have no hint of fearThere’s security that gains us gathered here. Social wallflowers … Continue reading

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