Daniel Atkinson
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the breath that blewA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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otherselfA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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morning afterA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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something, anythingA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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clarityA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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the smell of ashesA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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the smell of camelsA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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when the world diedA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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harborA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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a dim dinging bellA Poem by Daniel Atkinson |
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