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    Surrender To The Valkyrie: Life In Six Poems
    Surrender To The Valkyrie: Life In Six Poems
    Surrender To The Valkyrie: Life In Six Poems
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    Surrender To The Valkyrie: Life In Six Poems

    By T. John Greene

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    I cover a lot of territory here, starting with our expulsion from what would have been paradise, through the prisons of civilization, and returning at last to a new paradise in a lover's arms.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherT. John Greene
    Release dateOct 2, 2013
    ISBN9781301923007
    Surrender To The Valkyrie: Life In Six Poems
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    T. John Greene

    Single and attached to a wonderful woman, I spend my spare time at the laptop these days, trying to get some nouns and verbs out for publication.I see writing as a hobby - hopefully, since I enjoy it, there will be an audience out there that also enjoys reading my work.Though I'm not a serious writer, I do welcome the feedback of reviews. Whether the reader is pleased or disappointed with my effort, I can use reviews to adjust my approach.Best advice I received when I was young: "Read!"

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