By Cera Knapp
Foxes with their fur
sitting on benches
torches light every where
Compasses reach to midnight
and the foxes go with their might
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By Cera Knapp
Foxes with their fur
sitting on benches
torches light every where
Compasses reach to midnight
and the foxes go with their might
Do you like our poems? Remember to support us on Patreon
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