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A Poem by Meg
Alone
Wandering, wandering,
Through the dark,
The twilight of the
Night, the pastel colors
Streaking the sky
Wondering, wondering
Is there a..
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A Poem by Meg
Love
Oh, love:
The heart's way of making one feel special,
Love:
The man's way of hurting, inflicting pain,
The simple ways of speaking, smil..
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