TO POETS: TO MAKE THE MOST OF RHYME
God did not gift us
To whisper seduction
But to scream from the rooftops
Words of discomfort:
Make them laugh,
Make them wince,
BUT LET'S MAKE THEM THINK
Manuela Cardiga
God did not gift us
To whisper seduction
But to scream from the rooftops
Words of discomfort:
Make them laugh,
Make them wince,
BUT LET'S MAKE THEM THINK
Manuela Cardiga
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