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Gothicarus: Part VIII – A Timid Spring

Serial Poem When the white came down, it was searing. Dazzling, sparkling colors appeared. She was terrified; she was intrigued Was it possible the doom had cleared? Desperation knows not to caution, Bid oneself...

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The Cube

Poem There is a cube on the floor made of all the metals you can think of strong standing still against the weather almost proud of a lifetime of battles won with stubbornness there...