Sad stories of the dearth of kings
Moods of the Sea
In the footsteps of courage and catastrophe
Pi
He did not lift the sheet
Four Cows
Purr
The year shifted a little. The blossom fell.
Lit only by a sunbeam
Pure
The smell of the unburied dead
The peacock had gathered its courage
Puree
Warning my father
Purse
You are History. You are Legend
Pursed
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