"Caught in the center of a soundless fieldWhile hot inexplicable hours go byWhat trap is this? Where were its teeth concealed?You seem to ask.I make a ...

One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the same day as we do ourselves.
One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the same day as we do our...
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