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"prout" poems

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Standpipe Memories.Downhill after dark we took our nightly showers / Under the standpipe, dodging the cars light, / It was fun in those days, the life of the poor black child
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I Missed You.I've missed you so much it's hard to think how I've gone all this time without you. You've always been there for me when i needed you most, to let me know every thing will be okay or just to listen. / Without you I've done nothing but hate myself, not just for ignoring you but for not realizing how much you meant to me. / I know Ive ignored you for too long and I'm happy you took me back so easily. I cant say it wont happen again but I promise I will try my harder to make sure it doesn't.
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PleasingWhen I stepped off any JetBlue flights / I always look forward in passing through customs / like a relief of fresh air, as I broad a taxi
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Claude McKay was a Jamaican writer and poet. He was a communist in his early life, but after a visit to the Soviet Union, decided that communism was too disciplined and confining. McKay was involved in the Harlem Renaissance and wrote three novels: Home to Harlem (1928), a best-seller which won the Harmon Gold Award f...

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