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Random First Lines:This is one little poetic observation of what might be called the greatest riddle of all.
I was getting nothing done one night, and I was... » Read
They always made sure to tell me I wasnâ€™t perfect. Maybe they whispered it to me while I was sleeping, or communicated it with there dry, loveless gazes. No matter how they told me it was always clear: You are flawed...
Excellent young poet with depth and wisdom of self
Poetry | Updated Jul 21, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Andre Wise
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Poetry | Updated Jul 2, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Terry Collett
A MAID IN 1922 AND HER MASTER.