They danced in garments of gold braid.
Wearing earthly hats and hair woven fair.
Atop the jigsaw cloud of benevolent shroud.
In a bid to hide a face that was frayed.
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Author:
Dorian Dark (
Offline) - Published: October 17th, 2017 15:32
- Category: Surrealist
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