Daniel Atkinson
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even cannonballs slowA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonyou could call this truth. |
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an honest scoundrelA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonmy first in a while. |
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stringsA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonan old friend. |
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to be cleverA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonah, but it's too late. |
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to describe a polygamistA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonmy shortest poem. |
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100th poemA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonsurprise. |
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costumedA Poem by Daniel Atkinsoncurrent events. |
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before/afterA Poem by Daniel Atkinsona change. |
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the weddingA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonyou could call it peace. |
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paper (haiku)A Poem by Daniel Atkinsonmy first haiku. be gentle. |
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