Lydia Thacker
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Wilful IgnoranceA Poem by Lydia Thacker |
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AbundanceA Poem by Lydia ThackerA poem about the rarely occurring opposite of writer's block. |
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A Place I call HomeA Poem by Lydia ThackerA random impression. |
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A Cleansing RainA Poem by Lydia Thacker |
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Fishing due to the squished newt of inspirationA Poem by Lydia ThackerWritten to be intentionally bad. I am rather fond of it for some strange reason, though. |
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RainA Poem by Lydia Thacker |
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Lightness of BeingA Poem by Lydia Thacker |
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RootsA Poem by Lydia Thacker |
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Truest of FriendsA Poem by Lydia ThackerA poem to one of my dearest friends after a night of drinking. She sings in every key at once, vomits when she drinks, and drives me beyond crazy, but.. |
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RadianceA Poem by Lydia Thacker |
