Bren
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OccasionallyA Poem by BrenMy delight is not found in the worth while.That does not make up my bliss. Occasionally I find the wind curious, the dark inevitable but settling.I la.. |
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Stranger WithinA Poem by BrenShe sat by and let the others drown her in their judgments.Her shirt ironed and skirt pleated, she appears prim, proper.A forced smile and subtle nod .. |
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