Steeven
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when, charles, your bluebird diedA Poem by Steeven |
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stone-washedA Poem by Steeven |
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staring into the sunA Poem by Steeven |
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trials and trioletsA Poem by Steevenone thought smacked into a fire beat to set ?/? time friggin triolets |
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sonnets are for the birdsA Poem by Steevensonnet cycle |
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love from february blooms-downA Poem by Steeven |
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