Ua
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VibrationA Poem by UaYou pluck the strings. I'll chose the cord. This instrument was made for two. |
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MundaneA Poem by UaA line could be drawn. A song could be sung. A dish could be washed. These things have nothing to do with me, and everything to do with you. I h.. |
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My Funny ValentineA Poem by UaSunlight through splintered glass imprints a contrast tapestry along our window sill. I lay my hand to rest. As day turns, shadowed silhouettes danc.. |
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Behind Closed EyesA Poem by UaAnd the sun still shines And the air is still wet And the words still sweet And here we are I know the time is not right But still, here we are .. |
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