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“A child stands like a priest under his father’s sky. Why do you fate me to fail you?”

Posted byZakMay 5, 2021August 4, 2023Posted inPoetry

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Posted byZakMay 5, 2021August 4, 2023Posted inPoetry

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poetry of place. words in service of the wordless. View more posts

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