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FootstepsA Poem by michaelbourneThere is no more coming to, Frayed seams of time passing through the corset some grandmother knit for you. The littles blossom as they do... |
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Algie's figurinesA Poem by michaelbourneImagine cigarettes and STD's and missed learning experiences.because this voicesays to, it is my flickering page.My fleeting moment of depserate calls.. |
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The SphinxA Poem by michaelbourneAnd as the red sun played out the final toils of its day Beauty came to me at Twilight. And as the last fiery lash of light began to wane the .. |
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Station RatsA Poem by michaelbourneRandom bit about the teens that lurk around T stations growing up in Boston |
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