Posts by Denis Croseva
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
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I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain obscure thi...
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain obscure thi...
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