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Segera ia beranjak dalam hening...
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Déjà Vu
PoetryThe poems of TheGreyhoundLady are set in days of her darkest valleys. She found something interesting in pain and suffering, and what she longs for is you to see pain in a new shifting paradigm through the words of her contemporary prose-poem.
