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A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Our perfect reflections don't need second guesses.

Our perfect reflections don\'t need second guesses..

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Look at what I'm looking at.

Look at what I\'m looking at.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Don't cuss at the flowers. They might hear you.

Don\\\'t cuss at the flowers. They might hear you.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

The 21st century could never stop pain.

The 21st century could never stop pain.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

I'm not built to stand on the ground.

I\'m not built to stand on the ground.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

There is no book. I lied.

There is no book. I lied.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Ballistic Pore.

Ballistic Pore.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Sand pages.

Sand pages.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Lullaby erosion marks.

Lullaby erosion marks.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

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