Quill
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THE PRESENCEA Poem by Quillmaking a connection with the divine |
Tainted LoveA Poem by Quill |
Gnawing ambivalenceA Poem by Quillthe ability to decide could be powerful |
Father TimeA Poem by Quillsome things are not to be battled with |
No world for herosA Poem by Quillend of an era |
DEAD LEAVESA Poem by Quillcutting ties with old acquaintances is never easy |
The LightsA Poem by Quilllooking beyond the lights |
Dissident CloutsA Poem by Quillto battle, or not to battle |