Brad
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a pair of L's...A Poem by Bradsoul mates, what a crock of s**t... |
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cherry wine...A Poem by Bradwords so sweet you could drink them |
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deep regrets...A Poem by Brada will and testament of sorts... |
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am of the pm...A Poem by Bradopposites yearning |
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the working mind...A Poem by Bradthe mundane...day to day |
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childe of the sun...A Poem by Bradfor my oldest daughter... |
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blank page emergence...A Poem by Braddefined by words not lines on a page... |
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silly boy...A Poem by Bradit all comes down to where i started out... |
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a voice in the desert....A Poem by Bradam i shouting to myself? |
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