unclecharlie
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Born wiith that Itch?A Poem by unclecharlie |
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There's No One There!A Poem by unclecharlie |
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Not once againA Poem by unclecharlie |
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Could it have been you?A Poem by unclecharlie |
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Why make a plan?A Poem by unclecharlie |
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Isn't that the S**t?A Poem by unclecharlie |
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Unwinding the ClockA Poem by unclecharlie |
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What can we really do?A Poem by unclecharlie |
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A reason to rideA Poem by unclecharlie |
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The clock still moves slowA Poem by unclecharlie |
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