From his hammerfalls, a sharp clash rings,
And from each strike, a shower springs,
Spark the night and drink the flame
A new dawn reforged and redeemed
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Paper girl
PoetryA collection of late night thoughts, from spills of emotion to 3am moods. Including childhood poems, Letters I never got to send, Lyrics I can't sing aloud, And miscellaneous quotes and fragments from yet to be published stories. Disclaimer: •chapt...
blacksmith
From his hammerfalls, a sharp clash rings,
And from each strike, a shower springs,
Spark the night and drink the flame
A new dawn reforged and redeemed
