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from a windowA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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essence in SurikovA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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winter paletteA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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the pseudonym’s roomA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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a new day whistlingA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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of shards and fragmentsA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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as absence turnsA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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no flowers for anyoneA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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from print to screenA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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stain of scentsA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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