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 Oct 2015
am i ee
too much motion unsettles the chi
6 words
 Sep 2015
Gita
My depression translates into artsy poetry.
 Sep 2015
LJW
My tired gray hair destroys zeal.
 Sep 2015
Gita
Words are worthless unless they're heard.
Will she be my lunar eclipse?
 Sep 2015
Pax
promise! This will be the last...
but then how many times did you say it?
asked yourself, is moderation in your jurisdiction? 

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/293509/single-doses/
 Sep 2015
LJW
A long time ago we spoke.
c.sixwordslisawinett

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