Maeve Autumn Wiggins
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The Great Misleading Ocean BlueA Poem by Maeve Autumn WigginsThe ocean calls to me, not because it's cold on a hot summers day, or the most beautiful thing to see, but because it is unique, and nothing else can .. |
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A Flickering LightA Poem by Maeve Autumn WigginsImperfection makes you perfect... |
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Starry NightA Poem by Maeve Autumn WigginsStars are burning balls of gas in outer space, but they mean something, don't they? This poem shows my perspective of what they could mean. |
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