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God thou jest! Untoward
I is now untoward Unto
hellish this...Lord what your meanest idolatrous
saint conjured in incense incenses one.Albeit the
freedoms gathered like fallen leaves Which arced their
way without falling though Earthbound......Not unlike the
dieing of a clone I find them.Leaves dead as are kingdoms
prone to become.For as truth and chivalry adjunct rivers
are from the same mountain sprung.The flower of the day
she wore in her hair.Entwined they were without a
care.Two lovers smitten in lusty embrace, as towards the
fox the hounds give chase.
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75cm by 75cm
Price $270 Aus Dollar Title:'A Wise Owl' |