The Poet Sasha. His name was just a whisper, but his words could blow open shutters and leave them hanging like children clinging to their mother’s skirt. VN:F [1.9.22_1171]please wait...Rating: 7.3/10 (4 votes cast)The Poet, 7.3 out of 10 based on 4 ratings Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window) Related
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Gorgeous! That image will stay with me all day…