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"Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup -- they slither while they pass; they slip away across the universe." (The Beatles) ...
My Dear Poet
M/Bottom of the Jar    May I sit for a while...please?
26 - big pretender - sick of stumbling on words that don't fit
49/F/Massachusetts   
Gaby Comprés
22/F/Dominican Republic    my heart beats in poetry.

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