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The hollow man
The hollow man is the memory of valley and hill of life these valleys show no end but plain of enteral life
The man gets his name empty hall of many dreams and lies within a house of the phantom, teacher, mistress through their trial an experience from the love of family and soul value
The hollow man filled with regret an empathy toward the phantom we collected through th...
Monday 9th August 2021 3:49 am
A linchpin that doesn't fit the axle!
The hardest way
It came to my head,
If a linchpin doesn't fit
The axle,
It is as good as dead!
An honest man
Amidst many a ragamuffin
Is just like one the last nail
Is hit on whose coffin!
Thursday 28th July 2016 4:04 pm
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