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La Sentinelle Blanche

The White Guard There she stood like a ghost in white drapery Gleeful in all anonymity Of thick leaded linens With light transparency...

Thin Air

When you’re losing yourself and grappling in thin air Is where you find yourself. Turn back and smile Because you can only get so much...

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