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The Stables

Auteur: Elizabeth Ukeh
"Date de publication: " 2020-09-26 08:10:30

 The Stables

Year of the Roses

Floral Season

The Orchard

Altsas

Isla

WHAT IS IT ABOUT THIS STATUE-LIKE PRINCE that gets me? We cross the bridge together and walk in the same direction Lyza and I had earlier. He leads me deeper and deeper till he halts in his tracks. I stop too and stare at the

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