J.P.
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DeathA Poem by J.P.A person I know died yesterday. I really didn't want to write. The act seems so inconsequential, what I have to say. But, I did it anyway. That's the .. |
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Friday night/Saturday morningA Poem by J.P. |
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Endless possibilitiesA Poem by J.P. |
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Waiting for a hot dogA Poem by J.P. |
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