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I felt your presence I was aware My heart was reaching I saw you there Skin of leather Weathered bones Mind, together Yet all alone Self sufficient You had it covered My need to help Might have smothered Your will to push Willing persistence Strive for pride I kept my distance I swept along As though, aloof A busy lady With sense and cooth The moment passed You moved on I stayed a while Though you were gone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 9/25/2019 9:15:00 AM
You brought this character to life.
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Date: 9/10/2019 12:37:00 PM
Easily imagined from these words; beautifully penned.
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Date: 9/7/2019 9:30:00 AM
Pills with Spills and No Thrill About pills are dense; At all not made any sense; Left us in suspense. Pills in lower bowel; Exactly like wise old owl; Now on face will wear a scowl. Pills appear so sad; Always have been very bad; Part of a new fad. Suicide commit; Into picture did fit, Which I will admit. Jim Horn Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2019
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Date: 9/5/2019 2:32:00 PM
Really nice Anna. This flowed smoothly and was a joy to read.
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Date: 9/5/2019 2:09:00 PM
Wow. <3
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