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Inspissate Poems - Poems about Inspissate


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...What I miss: The scents of fancy foods and good intent The hugs of friends at church and sinners' lament Foods we share on celebration Sunday, rest in my chair......

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Categories: inspissate, age, introspection, people, places,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things