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Feb 2013
The stream is flowing
These trees won't stop growing
What uncreative ideas I'm throwing
Writing about nature has already been played
Nothing new can be made
I'm juggling these words in my head
oh my, is this writers block
Am I dead?
Joanie  Poston
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Joanie Poston
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