Brightly Coldby Ray Succre
Have your cup and drink in deep, filling every space with cool joys, a phantasm approach to tension, the slow snack of relaxed pleasure.
Greater sadnesses come to refine the mode summoned, a dismay, a heavier disappointment.
But have your cup and drink upended; holiday, cheers and hellos, holiday on and off impending, month after month, and a long, deep cup
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volume 13(15)
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