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A Poem by Kay
Are you there?Do you even care?A silent pleaAn unanswered questionWhere do I turn to?All that is with me are angry red linesWhere are you to soften th..
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A Poem by Kay
Drip. Drip.
Watching the droplets slip
down
Like a race, joining with
the others
These little drops bring
relief; after the storm they wi..
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