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BEHOLD AND BE HELDA Poem by manchilld99haiku? maybe ... |
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YOUNGBLOODA Poem by manchilld99"Those were the days, my friend We thought they'd never end ..." Youth is not WASTED on the young. |
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HIM TO MEA Poem by manchilld99"Poets, writers and everybody with a flourish in their pen or the nerve to step to the mic are all talkin' 'bout their 'swag' as if talking about it .. |
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I FORGETA Poem by manchilld99"One sadness of growing older is the loss of precious moments in the fding of memory. or is it?" |
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MICKEYA Story by manchilld99Love comes in all forms and truly does last forever. Children grow into adulthood and still remember and love their schoolmates. Mickey was one of mi.. |
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1920A Poem by manchilld99Amid the grand people, places, and occurences written into our history often are forgotten the humble souls within whose stories lie the true lessons .. |
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HAVE YOU SEEN MY WIFE?A Poem by manchilld99... one man's story in the form of a simple question. |
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NUMBER FIVEA Poem by manchilld99things go awry ... worse comes to worst ... the debate ensues .. what gets forgotten? ... what always gets forgotten. |
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GUITAR SLIMA Poem by manchilld99Eddie Jones was from Greenwood Mississippi and was from a religious family. He lauched his famous career from New Orleans, playing the Devil's music,.. |
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DENISE'S GARDENA Poem by manchilld99This happend in my town, happens in yours, happens everywhere. The police shoot an unarmed black person. The community plants a garden. |
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