an uncommon soup she walks the aisles, looking for labels new, or name: but what might seem uncommon may, tested, taste the same To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading... Published by Beleaguered Servant Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant
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