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Footsteps on mud
They are derelict structures Inhabited not even by flowing air They are tongues that osculate With no one but themselves Their eye...
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I Love You All My Family By Shayla S.Randolph. When monsters lurked beneath my bed, And scary dreams ran through my head, When thunder ... -
If I Thought By Dana Schwartz If I thought for just one moment that this would be my last breath, I'd tell you I'll love you f... -
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