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My words are mirrors of my thoughts and feelings, my pen a hopeful maiden, twisting and turning on the page, feathery phrases my props, to lure your chivalrous hands to take me for a dance, hoping to send electric waves, leaving you in a trance, to offer a home for my poems.

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Date: 10/5/2019 10:43:00 AM
Jackie, a "home for your poems" - it is here! You have found us! Thanks!
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