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Tubercular Poems - Poems about Tubercular


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...My father painted western landscapes and bluebonnets in a manner that can be described as “primitive.” He painted with his heart to stay sane in the never-sane world of the mens’ tubercular sanita......

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Categories: tubercular, father, night, grandmother, me,
Form: Prose Poetry

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry