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Jul 2018
Poems:

What a dream of writers,
Upon its grand galore?
Lifting hands upon Poe,
To ask forever more?
An Ernest near his sea,
Of Dante’s own heaven.
Fun to see Angelou,
With The loved Whitman be.Β Β 
My dear Plath of saving,
Nestled on her pillows.
So pleased to see the Frost,
Odd this time of willows.
Pleased my own time of miles,
A spirit dream of Niles.
For all Times...
Nickolas Niles
Written by
Nickolas Niles  24/M/Wherever
(24/M/Wherever)   
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