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Small Pleasures At Dawn

I like to wake up at dawn, watch as the lilac skies fade and the blackbirds feed on the lawn. With curtains widely drawn, smelling the air fresh with silent dew, I like to wake up at dawn. I may … Continue reading

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Dwelling in the past brings solace and rest

Dwelling in the past brings solace and rest, The days of youth and deeds of derring do, Source of consolations for the final test. Memories of old friends, times of the best Such wonderful mates, so solid and true. Dwelling … Continue reading

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A Picture Shows a Thousand Wounds

                  A Picture Shows a Thousand Wounds I am a messenger showing true facts The landscape of youth being hit hard I will report back to the world real acts I will … Continue reading

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