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Moscow, 1812

Moscow, 1812

A Poem by Steelwine


"Every rose and war will leave its scars," That's what the nobles used to pray. Lilies are held in the hands of the czars Not by the..
We All Fall Down

We All Fall Down

A Poem by Steelwine


There lies a sea beyond the wasteland Where the mortal coil has unwound; Where waves brush quiet through black sand And where all the fish ..

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