Sarah McKeever Hitt
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Explode and burn out.A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Introducing Meghan and Andrew.A Story by Sarah McKeever HittThis is an intro to the book I am writing. |
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Eight ball, corner pocket.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittI think it is high time for a new queen of shock punk. |
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As yet unclaassified.A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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HeA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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my hands untiedA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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City sidewalks.A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Sarah in song lyricsA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittSomething I wrote a while back using nothing but song lyrics written by other people. I like it, and am in no way claiming it to be completely origin.. |
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Step back in timeA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Hit the ground running.A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt |
