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A cemetery is a place very much aliveA Poem by wA scarlet heart protects the grave of an unknown soldier, speaking a thousand words whereas lips can only utter three. One heart in a section where .. |
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Gare de Saint LaurentA Poem by wI look and see a lady.A lady and her child.Why so sad lady?What secrets lie buried behindYour distant brown eyes?What of your pastCauses you to radiat.. |
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Upon Reading CrankA Poem by wI would be lyingif I saidI was not completelyenthralled by the ideaof Danger and Desire, bereftof self go.. |
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