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We Pretend To Have Forgot

We Pretend To Have Forgotby Michael DoyleI don’t like thingsThat are too touchy and feelyThe reason whyIs these might reveal meWith the turn of the pageIt’s less in what we sayBut the how that we rageAs night fights against dayThese … Continue reading

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