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Mourning (Somebody who is alive)A Poem by owenA dialouge between two versions of myself |
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Amadour (Autumn's Present)A Poem by owenabout walks in your neighbourhood on an autumn night and also about paranoia/anxiety |
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Algarvian AprilA Poem by owenA poem about the Algarve, a picturesque region in the south of Portugal, where part of my family hails from. |
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