A Lonely Larke
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Simple SolutionsA Poem by A Lonely LarkeNothing is ever that simple, is it? |
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I was a SeedA Poem by A Lonely LarkeA poem about life |
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To MotherA Poem by A Lonely LarkeWritten on my mother's 61st birthday. Thank you so much, Terry. |
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The Old RelicA Poem by A Lonely LarkeRead an article about some homeless people who froze to death on the streets of Halifax, Nova Scotia. This came to my kind. |
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Piece of MindA Poem by A Lonely LarkeAnother poem I wrote after rage quitting my CNN app. |
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LegacyA Poem by A Lonely LarkeA short poem about what legacy means. |
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