Hour by the Glass. By themischievousannaDecember 29, 2016 Though we want it gone Glass is blade that shattered By the faith of innocence At hour’s dawn. Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: art, fiction&poetry, History, new years, news, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Quiet shock. By themischievousannaFebruary 24, 2020 Kept Deep. By themischievousannaFebruary 23, 2020 ( 1 ) Waiting for Equilibrium. By themischievousannaFebruary 23, 2020 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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