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Love Died With the Wind...A Poem by 269Love died with the wind...A deathly quiet. Empty rooms. Alone.As the orange orb turned to darkAnd the darkness drinks of his soulHe knows he is lost. .. |
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Is it Sunday?A Poem by 269just thinking |
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Just a GlanceA Poem by 269maybe the start of a story? |
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