stet and stumble,
both wavering excuses.
I never meant to re impose,
the scars you carried
as you set out with your new retinue,
denounce in lieu of reclamation
if you wish.
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 4:46 PM UTC
stet and stumble,
both wavering excuses.
I never meant to re impose,
the scars you carried
as you set out with your new retinue,
denounce in lieu of reclamation
if you wish.
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