DustA Poem by Rainee WhitingDust Dust I have become, I await the gust to set me free, spreading ashes of one once whole, over land and over sea. Rainee
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Added on September 19, 2016 Last Updated on September 19, 2016 Author
Rainee WhitingLas Vegas, NVAboutBrilliant foliage extends from the branches of my family tree, an over grown topiary containing a hundred known and gifted writers. The sap that fills the limb in which my name is carved contains the .. more..Writing
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