Alias Fletcher
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change(s)A Poem by Alias Fletcherdriving thru Alabama on our way to Michigan...the twisted trees and broken houses. Disaster at first hand. Not news. Real. No electricity. Almost runn.. |
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fallA Poem by Alias Fletcherearly morning thoughts |
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The AnswerA Poem by Alias Fletcherwaiting for my wife to wake up... |
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the summer heatA Poem by Alias Fletcherless clothes |
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for my goupieA Poem by Alias Fletchershe asked my to write a poem for her, so... |
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chanceA Poem by Alias FletcherAs I sit, watching the sun touch the hill,I know I am not the same...I may look the same,But I am not-For-Gone is the violence,So long to rob my soul .. |
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Water and the riverA Poem by Alias Fletcherloving you |
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how shall I writeA Poem by Alias Fletcherwhat kind of writing has meaning to people |
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The Flow Of ThingsA Poem by Alias Fletcherfor my new friend... |
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insideA Poem by Alias Fletchera small reflection |
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