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Once Upon a Poem

… {Stop me if you’ve heard this one before.} , there was a feracious inkle-weaver who was married to the moon. She steeped her quill in scent of stars, urged fire -flies into sway and seized the (roun)d(el)ay (raw, unformed) … Continue reading

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