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"honja" poems
Blahs wasted.  Visions of the moon, clouded by "aqua ruptures". The beautiful Glistening of the stars,  dimmed, drowned out,  by the wails.  Honja... Alone.
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Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 5:26 PM UTC
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