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I rather like the oddity in my ardours, my archetype molding i | Every Day Poems

I rather like the oddity in my ardours, my archetype molding in a stone thousand years old,

I rather like her demure stubbornness not leaving her bones, her armor golden and bold,


I rather like their wit drizzling down from the sky, waiting for earth to shield from their touch,

I rather like his disdain for replica of life, his wildness keeping him above that void of clutch.