Dusk had come tumbling into a gloomy night, the squalid streets waiting for a sin loving soul in quest of a call by desire.
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Sin Loving Soul
Blackout Poetry Notes
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Dusk had come tumbling into a gloomy night, the squalid streets waiting for a sin loving soul in quest of a call by desire.
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