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Elizabethan

(Team Sleep Appollonia don't you do it to me..one two they usually, sometimes, occasional trickle in here or there, then some sites…you are among the living dead…and then some of em…talk but they’re not talking about much, send you a friend request and don’t even say hi, you say hi and no response, what’s that all about? Delete)

And because some of the women are still renaissance gay……….
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Sounds fell upon
Hardened
Englands
Who knew no
Mercy yet the
Forsaken Gods were
Out with their
Stern smiles,
Mutterings and
Monsters:
Ecclesiasts: Matrone
Center cults
Fashioned from
Votive stones of
Dismal
Neck
“Conjuring”
Naval
Conquests and
National
Prides of
Elizabethan
Flourishing’s out to
Colonize not only
Goblets: glasses but across
Spheres:
Globes of
Innumerous
Ruffles
Falling
Among
Collars with the
Wire
Updos for
Brides
Sunken into
Wreathes
Crested from
Ear to ear.
Written by Nari (Laura Jean)
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