As by the dead we love to sit,
Become so wondrous dear,
As for the lost we grapple,
Though all the rest are here, -
In broken mathematics
We estimate our prize,
Vast, in its fading ratio,
To our penurious eyes!
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The Heir's Ruthless Obsession
Young Adult
Untamed Desires - A Collection of Sinful Whispers and Temptations
FRACTURED Goodness
FORBIDDEN ICE: CLAIMING THE CAPTAIN'S SISTER
Married for Revenge, Pregnant by Accident
The Boy I Wasn't Supposed to Love
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