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Vision-lessA Poem by willweb |
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Merely a fingerprintA Poem by willweb |
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Broken branchesA Poem by willweb |
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no brochures or drink couponsA Poem by willweb |
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She is what love is...A Poem by willweb“The city is cold and damp, but she is the fire burning in the vest pocket of my heart” - Willweb |
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Already WrittenA Poem by willweb |
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If You Ask MeA Poem by willweb |
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This is my promiseA Poem by willweb |
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