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MargotDavis

  • Narrative Poetry Re: Ephemeral lives

    There I was shut in a cage, With forty others like me, Barely room to turn around, It wasn’t a good place to be. I looked out through the bars ...

    Nov 11, 2010


'They are afraid of nothing,' I grumbled, watching their approach through the window. 'Together, they would brave Satan and all his legions.'
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights