jacob erin-cilberto
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the callA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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between the coversA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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Alcatraz of the MindA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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the climb, the findingA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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brush fireA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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turning into BukowskiA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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finally, movementA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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no milk todayA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
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a shattered cafeA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto |
