Upon The Broken Hands, The Rabbit Looks Through The Mirror Poem by D.L. Lewis

Upon The Broken Hands, The Rabbit Looks Through The Mirror Poem by D.L. Lewis

He wept gray tears in his anguish. All the crossings he traversed across have dissipated into nothing. His psyche is a vessel of brittleness. Throughout his tear-filled eyes, the crow's feather swirls... Show more
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