FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING
© APRIL 2017—JULY 2018
based on true events
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but they met; and like the stars in the heavens,
which are millions of leagues seperate,
they lived by looking at each other.
(V. HUGO)
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FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING
PoetryI am his siren, and I sing out for him; FORLORN NIGHTS OF SPRING is a collection of poetry. © 2017-2018 ally maková, all rights reserved.
