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    The Crows of After
    The Crows of After
    The Crows of After
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    The Crows of After

    By Exsanguine Hart

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    Don't leave the dolls alone...

     

    Set in a classic style haunted house inhabited by dolls, fear and other strange things, this illustrated poetry collection explores the self and a series of childhood horrors in an entwining of lyricism, dark fantasy and disturbing imagery.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSpecimen SandWitch Press
    Release dateMay 13, 2022
    ISBN9781777930318
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