fortress there is no aloneness like this snow-wrapped figures lean from the wall – theirs are pointed whispers, they kill with swords of mist © 1977 by Beth Stevens |
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fortress there is no aloneness like this snow-wrapped figures lean from the wall – theirs are pointed whispers, they kill with swords of mist © 1977 by Beth Stevens |
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