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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Rachel is a poet writer versed in prose as much as she is rhyme. She some published books of poem and poems on This Journey into the dark side of mythology nature and life my roses have turned black I had a red rose bush of such beauty, The bush fell under a dark spell, Now my roses have all turned black, They are darker than the night at it's darkest, Their scents changed from the heavens scent to hell sent, I want my red roses back.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Rachel is a poet writer versed in prose as much as she is rhyme. She some published books of poem and poems on This Journey into the dark side of mythology nature and life my roses have turned black I had a red rose bush of such beauty, The bush fell under a dark spell, Now my roses have all turned black, They are darker than the night at it's darkest, Their scents changed from the heavens scent to hell sent, I want my red roses back.