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Ah, Sincerely
At last it is self evident There is nothing to put down But the clouds moving overhead The dead stare into the black Spoiled and unmoved...
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When I had my vision like the dark structures of communication turning somewhat lucid I thought these borrowed breaths could picnic for a ce...
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her backed dropped like apples through the bushels of the outdoors. I didn't have the skeleton for it but I walked up to her and tol...
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Last night we finally got wind of the new greeting card. It sounded like shrimp head or lunch pail. But those are things of profound sadness...
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Hard to hear, but you look good and I like the idea of posting readings online. As soon as I can, I will share some of mine ... Have a great christmas and sorry about the anniversary poem
It's good to see you are still writing poetry. Are you still writing short stories as well?
BW
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