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  • Dramatic Poetry Re: the light and right

    Her broad clear brow in sunlight glow, On burnish hooves her white-horse trod From underneath her scarf flow Her coal-black curls on as she rode. A bow-shot her bower-eaves, She ...

    Mar 31, 2011


I say, in matters of the heart, treat yo' self.
— Donna, Parks & Rec