Francis Myerick
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dianethA Poem by Francis Myericktoday's my birthday. |
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when you win the sweepstakesA Poem by Francis Myerick |
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why i can\'t write anymoreA Poem by Francis Myerick |
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boy, blueA Poem by Francis Myerickas a child i owned a plastic projection machine that worked with the slides of those red viewfinders. my favorite part of church was the our father b.. |
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to james gladney, all of youA Poem by Francis Myerick |
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it\'s undecided yet. the title i mean.A Poem by Francis Myerickmore fantasies of sleeping in your clean house. |
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PlantingA Poem by Francis Myericki use words like psychedelic and I drink out of a Sigg bottle. does that make me a hippy? |
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The HouseA Poem by Francis Myerick |
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