Saunders on Lovecraft
Saturday, January 10, 2009
posted by Leo Grin
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A wild moon rode the wild white clouds,
the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again
and no man knew his road.
A wild moon rode the wild white clouds,
the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again
and no man knew his road.
the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again
and no man knew his road.
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