To WinA Poem by Laura Lynn Close
echoing worries, the stark bark hidden
ruse of spring, the man catches a fish by the lake and the girl is downtrodden makeup doesn't erase plain lines, extra weight fighting for less and less, Eden is a game of youth not of this age that dies
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Added on May 12, 2017 Last Updated on May 12, 2017 Author
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