MARK JOHN JUNOR
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in the eyes of her heartA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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quiet truth'sA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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old dry skinA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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dreads and beadsA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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folly's questA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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thin soup of soulsA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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morning becomes substantialA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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that momentA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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witchita honeyA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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eleven burling laneA Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR |
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