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Just some thoughts on a cold night when I couldn't sleep.
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A simple 2-minute poem.
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Every man can relate...and some women, I'm sure.
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Just having a little fun
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She didn't have to tell me her story, the bruises on her face and the hopelessness in her eye's told me all I needed.
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Lord, we come together today to give Thanks
To you for all your many blessings.
We Thank you, for our family and for our friends,
For our job..
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Third town in three years,and a job in the mill, cleaning dustbins at night.It’s minimum wage, but you get Labor Day off,and enough money left o..
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“Where’re you from?”
That’s usually the first question I get when people first meet me.
I guess I am a little bit differe..
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Another fast food SundayUp at 7, no sleeping in,everyone gets a bath...hair parted,always to the right.Momma's got her best dress out,black, with whit..
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Thick with green, months old,but wet as new spring birthfrom foggy mountain mornings.Our feet slide on leavesfooled by an early frost andslick with pe..
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