keith
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my pen my guitarA Poem by keithsinging melodies |
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half empty half fullA Poem by keitha glass that holds |
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easily seenA Poem by keithnot what you think |
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silent callA Poem by keithsense of change |
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now why wouldA Poem by keithanyone want to sleep ... |
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god bless bill murrayA Story by keithit just doesn't matter! |
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summer on the porchA Poem by keithit was better view |
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when the lightA Poem by keithturns dark ... |
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