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Oct 2015
I truly can't imagine
   how dull life must have been
      before the art of writing
         gave advent to the pen
How did the hapless poet
   recharge his weathered soul?
      What outlet had the writer
         stuck in that bookless hole?
Thomas Harper
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Thomas Harper  Somewhere on the fringe
(Somewhere on the fringe)   
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     Born and Elizabeth Squires
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