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What is borrowed, can never be owned. I return the leaf I borrowed so I can raise my tree, write my history, and lend out my leaves


Life is a big 'ole house

Take the scorching sun from your stare be hot without the scalding declaration on your face

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A Prophetic eagle's nesting ground and take off site.

Frank Solanki

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

the poet's billow

a resource for moving poetry

Dread Poets Sobriety

Irreverence's Glittering New Low!

a k o s i l e

lest I forget

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