Today I saw the barren tree outside my window, sway in the wind like a belly dancer.
Yesterday, I saw three charmed sisters do battle with a thorn-faced daemon and prevail,
It sounded like a chant.
If you looked inside me you would see someone with writer's block.
Yesterday, I saw three charmed sisters do battle with a thorn-faced daemon and prevail,
It sounded like a chant.
If you looked inside me you would see someone with writer's block.
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