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Those Small Yellow FlowersA Poem by GypsyMoonCatWhen we mourn for what WAS, we forget to celebrate what IS. |
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You Never Made It HomeA Poem by GypsyMoonCatA poem for those who never made it home |
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Alone to WeepA Poem by GypsyMoonCatA war poem |
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I Am A Prize, Not A PretzelA Poem by GypsyMoonCatThis isn't meant to be sexist, but merely a plea from older women who sometimes feel a bit washed up, unattractive and unappreciated. I guess even you.. |
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