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Love is the knowing look across the room Love is the touch of her skin to yours Love…
Compassion is a Verb
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Memories
memories, like softly falling rain drip endlessly, from grief-stricken eyes running down, sad red-sallow faces pools form, from…
Death and Life
So death where is your supposed sting? Don’t you see, you ain’t no big thing. You were defeated…