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 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
putiira
if they say a one-word poem,
i'll write your name...
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Bethany
there’s a strange dance with the past:
blurred visions.
if only i could’ve held on a little longer.
swinging back and forth, faster and dizzier, my sunken eyes can’t erase this hazy torture.
 Feb 2020 Chuck Kean
Edmund black
A    Rose  Is a Rose , No matter
If        it      has     its    beauty
Torn      into      pieces
And
Yet     we’ve     failed
Miserably
To    see
our
Selves
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