Lyn Anderson
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4 UA Chapter by Lyn Anderson4 Prince, and all the things you meant to me |
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iciclesA Chapter by Lyn Andersonthe icy aftermath of the storm |
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you and me and her against the worldA Chapter by Lyn Andersonsometimes a song is a trigger |
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in a mother's eyesA Chapter by Lyn Andersonthoughts on a depressing day |
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pain is not a metaphor for anythingA Chapter by Lyn Andersonget it all out, he said -- for Chris, I can hear you chuckling already. |
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your umbrella to my raincoatA Chapter by Lyn AndersonRelic's jot got me thinking http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/HouseofRelics/1740722/ |
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her smileA Chapter by Lyn Andersonread this poem by Caradoc, my inspiration http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Caradoc/1741599/ |
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Twisted rootA Chapter by Lyn Andersonthe cracks in my mind |
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April's songA Chapter by Lyn Andersonumm, this came out as surprisingly hostile. |
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Dead people don't have birthdaysA Chapter by Lyn Andersonyou will get it |
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