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  • Leah

    “Leah?” I asked, pulling out pieces of the prickly grass covered in fresh dew from the early morning rain. I looked down to examine my hands and found them covered ...

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    7 min read


I was promis'd on a time, To have a reason for my rhyme: From that time unto this season, I receiv'd nor rhyme nor reason.
— Edmund Spenser