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lost poem

once flocked   in periwinkle chalk. if found, please breathe it to the stars.   ..

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This poem is the loose {change} under your couch cushions

.. This poem is the magnificent mum -bling of her truest heart, a violent stuttered start to some darkest hour -long daze. This poem is tired of all the lies and lines and fragile fine ties that strangle, bind and … Continue reading

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couch cushion treasure chest

… it’s sunday, and i do be -lieve that with just a little digging, i may have found my spare key glasses change sanity.   … Prompted by Poetic Asides April PAD Challenge, day 24.           

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