Poetry, Ghosts, and Vampires
He told me that he loved The warm breeze on his face The smell of pine trees And water on … Continue reading Poetry, Ghosts, and Vampires
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Poetry, Ghosts and Vampires
He told me that he loved The warm breeze on his face The smell of pine trees And water on … Continue reading Poetry, Ghosts and Vampires
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