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lianne
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Non-Fiction, Poem
10.55The door of my room is openDownstairs my father plays an old song on his turntableOutside a cat is moaningI imagine it's probably moaning from copulationLet the needle scratch out the windAs well...
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starcitywriter
Finnally remembered my password to logon on!With leaf rake in handI set out to the yardTo gather the leavesThat had blown from afar..A wind sent leaves swirlingUntamed by my effortMoments of ...
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by
lianne
SpitIt's raining outsideA jet flies byA jest flew byI'm infinitely floating in fliesWhich the worms swallowedJust so you could speakIn tongues like snakesOf which the bible speaks...
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by
Cari
Even though she loves her cats, there is something wrong with a woman who wears a holiday-themed sweater, especially when it's only November and we are still making leftover turkey sandwiches. You kn...
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