Ben
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i dream of fogA Poem by BenI dreamt about those beautiful beaches bathed in golden summer tans, and being cradled in a Latina lady’s love covered hands when she.. |
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The time you called your teacher mumA Poem by BenA short spoken word attempt on the power of words that come out without thinking |
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