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Gratefulness
A WORD is dead When it is said __Some say. I say it just Begins to live __That day.
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Beloved, you know who I’m calling to, though I mistake you for the bird’s song,…
This was a day when nothing happened, the children went off to school without a…
You darken as my knife slices blushing at what you become. I save your thick…
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