Emily B
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whiskey and wordsA Poem by Emily B |
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The CurseA Poem by Emily BMy words don't come in metered, rhyming forms. They come like the rain, sudden and unexpected, falling straight down. |
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giving creditA Poem by Emily B |
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Muddy ToesA Poem by Emily B |
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