Huw
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Please take your shopping.A Poem by Huw |
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Why can't I just take it?A Poem by Huw |
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Walked this way.A Poem by Huw |
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The hook behind my seat.A Poem by Huw |
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The intents therein.A Poem by Huw |
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Few taste and enjoy.A Poem by Huw |
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Self-destructionA Poem by Huw |
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When you arrive.A Poem by HuwI call her my caustic friend as every word she utters is acidic. From this I deduced her thoughts are bitter and that which she hoped to get away from.. |
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Not refusing her food.A Poem by Huw |
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Parrot fashionA Poem by Huw |
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