http://slow.writerscafe.org/gkwns9 The original writings of author Harubatz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776094731 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Torn apart, yet weaving itself againIn a shape of form we would feel pain, It reaches you who are a demurrer of love For thou seek'est temptation of EveShall we never forget the thorns of young eyes, That lie in the stained blocks of grim days;Thus shall we realize the burdened youth&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1583931/ A lonely ranger wandering the phantom of emptiness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1512507/ Alas http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1449897/ Alas, O, Sweet thee, Can thou forgive this pitiful self. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1449895/ With grievable smile http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1449894/ In this serene scene of swift scent. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1449893/ I see a sky; O, therefore, I smile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gkwns9/1449881/