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The Endless Wanderer

The Endless Wanderer

A Poem by Vidya Bacchus


At the end of our life realizing that we are all alone.
The Bride of Storm

The Bride of Storm

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


The storm was raging within, he thought,Not out in the trees and fields,It must have strayed in his mouth, and caughtHis throat, for the breath it yie..