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StrangerA Poem by danalynMy voice mimics hisWhen volume increasesAnd anger unbridledAnd tension risesMy face mimics hisWhen wrinkles grow deeperAnd stress grows olderAnd guilt.. |
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Monday MorningA Poem by danalynOne of my favorite mondays this year |
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PurposeA Poem by danalynThat is the point right?“Point of what?”Point of life“And that is?”To love so muchThat it rivals death’s ownTo love so m.. |