Blossom
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Get UpA Poem by BlossomHowsoever dark or dismal, tough or tiresome the time maybe, the only remedy is to . . . get up. |
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Winter or SummerA Poem by BlossomI can’t decide what’s more cruel |
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What about Love?A Poem by Blossom“What about love?” She asked him And he said, “Let these April showers show The golden harvest that I want Let t.. |