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Streett Poems - Poems about Streett


I Don'T Think I Can Do This
...Cruising home from the driving range. My collared shirt free of cigarette burns… 58 in November, hit’em pure Pushed back against the wind flirted with woods Everything should be peace Turners......

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Categories: streett, addiction, death, desire, heart,
Form: Verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry