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January 1, 2014A Poem by annie leeThe new year, a new hope |
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the call of the dark/the call of the coldA Poem by annie leeAfter Christmas, before New Years, I always experience abysmal depression; this is merely an expression of that. |
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the way homeA Poem by annie leerengö |
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devoured by the day (rengo)A Poem by annie leegolden years have yet to turn me into a believer |
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soft morningA Poem by annie leerengo |
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monterey novemberA Poem by annie leerengo |
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tricked by the light and blinded by the truthA Poem by annie leerecalling epiphanies |
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An Ode to Going to Work for the GovernmentA Poem by annie leeIf the NSA reads this, they can call me for a very candid citizen's opinion (based on observation and actual experience) on the bigotry, sexism and ra.. |
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