poems by James B Nicola
Like Runes I know it must be poetry because it seems a
poems by James B Nicola
Weeds Movement swells to decadence; Popularity takes tolls, Drains a flood of reverence: In his grave the Founder rolls.
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Like Runes I know it must be poetry because it seems a
Weeds Movement swells to decadence; Popularity takes tolls, Drains a flood of reverence: In his grave the Founder rolls.