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There's no poetry like Poe-try...
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Orange, raspberryskylight, blue-gray razor's edgewater; fade to black.
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How I met the first ex-Mrs. Frye...
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to a good buddy on HP
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Two blocks down the street,just around the corner from joy,someone put in a new sidewalk.At one corner, a heart, an arrow,two sets of initials, boundi..
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Dark? Did someone ask for dark??
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There's no entry for doggerel, so poetry it is....
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postcard from la la land....
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A humble response to two of my muses.
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Who writes of passing lives and passing dayswrites not of visions or of blinding light,but of despair in muted shades of grays;perspective of an ever-..
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