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Jun 2020
Lightless Nightress in cold Crown'd
At noon alive, at midnight drown'd
Skin lily-white and pallid bright
Icy eyes of sightless fright
Voiceless breathless warmthless lips
Golden hair in winter's grips.
By mourning moon, a wandering mem'ry
Of deathless youth and thawing Feb'ry.
Quillemina Fox
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Quillemina Fox
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   Bogdan Dragos
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