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A Poem by ARP
When I was young,
They planted the seed,
Through the years,
It grew like a weed.
Always wanting,
What I don't need,
Feeding my desires,
With ..
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A Poem by ARP
My life is like the ocean,Deep dark currents,Hard crashing waves,Intense swirling undertows,All culminating in a loud crescendo,Of hurt, pain, fear an..
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