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Heaven’s Devils, a sestina from HARLAX

Creepy Rick and the Bunch bought Puch mopeds, ridin’ around, new life abounds, so groovy, like buyin’ a sword, new life, more energy, at least for Rick. Get out of the house, ride around, off the sofa, no more a … Continue reading

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