Marc Mccune
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No FloodsA Poem by Marc MccuneChasing a writing muse that is sonetime not easy to find |
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old townA Poem by Marc Mccunelong for old places and feelings |
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untitledA Poem by Marc Mccunelooking at you, looking at me |
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no easyA Poem by Marc Mccunethe aspects of living a life, listening to Macca, agreeing with what he says. |
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A Day In The LifeA Poem by Marc Mccunesearching for answers, and wondering if others have the same questions of what this life means. |
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my dad heA Poem by Marc Mccunememories of a father from long ago |
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ended up hereA Poem by Marc Mccunewondering why and how I got to this place |
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nostalgiaA Poem by Marc Mccunethere are things that you hold downthat you don't let see the light of day.those old thingssometimes you take them out and look at themlike old photog.. |
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what would it be?A Poem by Marc Mccuneregrets, wishes, what if |
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Literary HolmesA Poem by Marc Mccunelooking for nuggets of gold among other people's cast offs |