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  • The Little Song

    Spring Vows A promise blossoms with supple buds. They hide unfurling their chorus once more Of hope of spring of everlasting love To all who deem to take up nature’s chore. Much simpler seeing weedy gutter pests. With …

  • The Little Song

    Unsinging Sonnet Soft ringlets do not blow across my arms. The ghost of warmth forbade to touch my skin. Skeletal brush is unadorned of charms; I will not brook a one lilac budded limb. Unsee, unthink, unhear the wanto…

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