Cyclorama Poems - Poems about Cyclorama

...I wish I was back there, winter’s chill gone with the sun and my coconut curry soup. Breathing bready smells, gazing down on the Dogwood trees on West Paces Ferry. My dad: I think he and I have ......

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...I sit on a chair in an empty room, alone. My eyes nervously peer out the window, somewhere out there torture and doom awaits, I'm in an emotional state. I contemplate. Should I let the sun shin......

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...Braggadocio Obama Junior senator melodrama Created terrorist cyclorama Over and over killing Osama......

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