AnagramA Poem by Aimee MahathyAn observationKeyhole window - What could be inside? Much like little Alice, I've sipped the vial. Now I find I'm Smaller than a rich man's dreams. If I could only climb The tallest tree to see. © 2009 Aimee MahathyAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 31, 2009 AuthorAimee MahathyTerre Haute, INAboutI'm 36 now, much more settled into myself, and getting back to it again. The previous about me is gonna stay for now, since it's still somewhat accurate and I need some time to figure out what to say .. more.. |

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