"In the cellars of the night, when the mind starts moving around old trunks of bad times, the pain of this and the shame of that, the memory of a small boldness is a hand to hold."
John Leonard, critic (1939-2008)
I’ll mark you in my book of memories between sunfires at dawn and dusk and meteor waves jolting the spheres the memory of you will be a ho...
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