Matthew L. Arcelay
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four sides to a boxA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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restless thoughtsA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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why she criedA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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the sunset in her eyesA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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just maybeA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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so it happenedA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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only words are colorblindA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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smoking sunshineA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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I wanna flyA Poem by Matthew L. Arcelay |
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