A woman loves customs –
traditions – the architecture
of her life
She holds the tremulous
rememberances tightly in
her tender heart
as she wanders through
a city of zombies who
have forgotten
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A woman loves customs –
traditions – the architecture
of her life
She holds the tremulous
rememberances tightly in
her tender heart
as she wanders through
a city of zombies who
have forgotten