Hibbard - Moria
A fake deer in a yard warns that the cold snows of winter are right at the door. ... The river leaves us behind, the flickering landscape, the battlefields, ... wash down the spout under treasonous red lips, bright white pearls for teeth, staggering, ... from the labyrinthine jungles of conception, providing the tangled wash-lines, the ...
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