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Would that I could find,
once more, the coldness of stone
on the wind torn hills;
but reason left me, as prey
to my heat of violence.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026
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Would that I could find,
once more, the coldness of stone
on the wind torn hills;
but reason left me, as prey
to my heat of violence.
© Simon J Ashcroft, 2026
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N. E. Felibata 👽 reshared this.