John Jackson (El Juero)
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anvilA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)musing |
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pigmentA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)Yet another chance to confront that which ails US |
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blossomsA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)the big tree in front of Mom's house. |
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angryA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)purging |
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exposedA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)a trashy muse... |
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paradiseA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)"they called it paradise, I don't know why... |
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a canyon's taleA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)on the edge... |
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AylaA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)love grows... |
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sorryA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)a ramble |
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emptyA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)a hole in the soul |
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