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Drunk Life
Sad winters tread through swollen summers, my sympathy wears thin.
I care, promise, respect this ancient ... |
| Introspection Poems | Posted: 05/01/2004 @ 3:23pm |
Corsica
Late mid days morning they lay awake
sipping kettle brewed sweet aroma
as he gently caresses her soft d... |
| Love Poems | Posted: 05/01/2004 @ 3:23pm |
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