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forgive me not
a mixed up transcendentalist searching for herself I live for art.
NitaAnn
Land of Nightmares    I write to cope with memories of a childhood filled with abuse. Even after 30 years a sound or smell can make me become a …
Chuma Komani
Rhythmic poet,flowing about everyday situations
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North Carolina    The words you wish you’d said dance around my head. Full Work of all Poetry Coming January 18th

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