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Where did this brick wall come from?

Words, words have not flown very easily this past month.  Words have not come through inspiration.  Words have not come through talking, walking, or running.  Words have just not come.  375 more words

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Not to Keep

They sent him back to her. The letter came
Saying… And she could have him. And before
She could be sure there was no hidden ill… 16 more words

Not to Keep

They sent him back to her. The letter came
Saying… And she could have him. And before
She could be sure there was no hidden ill… 16 more words

Neither Out Far Nor In Deep

The people along the sand
All turn and look one way.
They turn their back on the land.
They look at the sea all day. 7 more words

Neither Out Far Nor In Deep

The people along the sand
All turn and look one way.
They turn their back on the land.
They look at the sea all day. 7 more words

My Butterfly

Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
And the daft sun-assaulter,
he That frightened thee so oft,
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My Butterfly

Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
And the daft sun-assaulter,
he That frightened thee so oft,
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