Drama

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Today We Live

Today We Live

We are born from the oceans and the seas,
transform into ashes, then wash back to the sea,
...

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Restitution and...

Restitution and reinstatement of EBT funds a dogsend

Near strangulation
upon accessing victuals/comestibles
for many Americans
(myself and...

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EVERYONE'S RICH NOW

EVERYONE'S RICH NOW

Not too long ago people were crying about EBT/SNAP Benefits?

Not being able to get their Lobster...

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Maybe you also got a check,...

Maybe you also got a check, yes mate?

Withhold the natural predilection
to get emotionally buoyed aloft!
A counterfeit check got...

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Don't ask me about...

Don't ask me about apartment unit b44

here at Highland Manor Apartments,
cuz the place looks like a shambles,
hence to do justice...

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Hair envy to the max

Hair envy to the max

I felt way to embarrassed to axe
the cashier his name,
nor express any physical attraction...

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Awake

Woman in the mirror combs her hair
Has not much to say.

Doesn't remember.

The house...

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Sleeping

The foal is hunted by the wolves.
The snake in the wood is by

The lake where remains lay of...

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My Juliet

My Juliet

You think it's not enough

And The words you can't seem to find

And maybe it...

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My Juliet

My Juliet

You think it's not enough

And The words you can't seem to find

And maybe it...

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My Juliet

My Juliet

You think it's not enough

And The words you can't seem to find

And maybe it...

Poem -

My Juliet

My Juliet

You think it's not enough

And The words you can't seem to find

And maybe it...

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Indoors Kookaburra 2

Hay fever in the storm.
Kookaburra there, alone.
Watching for all the shadows
In the...

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Indoors Kookaburra

The curtains drew
So everyone knew
Kookaburra has decided
Another day of hiding....

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Today would have been my...

Harriet Harris née Kuritsky
passed away May 4th, 2005.

My mother known as bubba
to...

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What is Christmas?

What is Christmas?

The moon watched, quite closely, a little brown mouse
Closing the door of his warm little house....

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Carefree joie de vivre...

Carefree joie de vivre spirit contingent upon...

healthily functioning bowels and sterling bill of health
and more invaluable than countless untold...