Animosity- the word taints my palate already, nesting this once again rage. I wake to tales of animosity, breaking my…
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are you well rested? a celestial commotion is well underway. body forth your autumnal awe, gentle and moving to and…
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When the Port of Beirut exploded a little over a month ago, I was only two streets away. In a…
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Yet alive, I shall not let fall my apricot sun never will I shake, shake my ancestry loose nor will…
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