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I stop knowing the sound of your voiceA Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffiths(My newer, more realistic work. There’s so much to say in regard to this, as well as all of my poems that follow this theme, but in that largene.. |
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window shoppingA Poem by Charlotte e.e. GriffithsI have closed my eyes to similar sights and I walk among smoked streets I do not know in what I hope is .. |
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a sunlight to wait for (I couldn’t only wait for..A Poem by Charlotte e.e. Griffithswe sit afront a raging ocean, the closest I have been to home since I left it, catching sand slipped beneath bent fingers and bruised legs, c.. |
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