The dripping waxA Poem by Anne Martinlife sucks sometimesKnowing where I'm going I'm present and knowing slowly Anyway the wind is blowing I watch the wax dripping frozen Like my joints hardening My list shortening © 2019 Anne MartinReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 7, 2019 Last Updated on December 7, 2019 AuthorAnne MartinThe second circle of hell.AboutAfter 15 years I have finished The Cult of Hahn. Editing time. Professional musician. Private person I love fantasy, especially dark sexy stories. more..Writing
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