By: Victoria G. Smith Why do you stare at me with blank eyes, you whitewashed, broken idols of centuries past, bought for pennies on the dollar at some antique auction? What do you say to me now, you mute legacies ...
Read More »By: Victoria G. Smith Why do you stare at me with blank eyes, you whitewashed, broken idols of centuries past, bought for pennies on the dollar at some antique auction? What do you say to me now, you mute legacies ...
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