H. Hound Njila
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One of those daysA Poem by H. Hound NjilaThis morning I spread my soul against the skyIn the subtle hope that my pain would dissipateBut the air was saturated with tears,And so, damp with ago.. |
H. Hound Njila
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One of those daysA Poem by H. Hound NjilaThis morning I spread my soul against the skyIn the subtle hope that my pain would dissipateBut the air was saturated with tears,And so, damp with ago.. |