Hazel
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Sun and IA Poem by HazelSUN AND I Chores scream. THINGS TO DO - natter, nag. Lounging. Content. Staring at eyelids flaming red,orange. Warmth extends into flesh! Lasciv.. |
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UnclearA Poem by HazelUNCLEARThe fog slides over rocks; slithers through lichen covered limbs;melts into mountain snow; climbs to summit joining the clouds.Thoughts traips.. |
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