The Ego's Cuirass
The art in a covenant of hearts is
to break that treaty first,
gather belongings and
memories of yore, and
from safety lament a
Rome burnt...
The art in a covenant of hearts is
to break that treaty first,
gather belongings and
memories of yore, and
from safety lament a
Rome burnt...
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Paul Sayer
Tue 26th Jan 2021 00:23
All I can do is fiddle, as my breastplate falls.