The yellow, the blue The way the sun sets when I’m with you I wish there was a way that I could…
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Shall I sit and think of you? It rests heavy on my heart, so long A love that I never really knew…
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Thanksgiving: A moment of delight My state of euphoria Family, my family Laughter, our laughter Food, going for more after One…
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If I accepted every idea of Pennsylvania poems, I’d have enough work to fill a book with sorrows. But I resist the…
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Walking down mossy sidewalks, not staring down at my feet. Looking straight, trying to feel confident. I don’t feel confident. I look…
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It’s that time of year when the whole day feels like the morning When I think of my solo strolls down the…