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my beloved freedom is all well indeed
but five hundred years ago there was really none for me -
TERROR HAPPEN ON THAT DAY
MANY PEOPLE WENT AWAYby Mystery79 24 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 20 12:08 PM 2008 -
that strong presents you feel when the wind is blowing
the happiness that comes across you when the river is flowingby Mystery79 18 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 19 10:58 PM 2008 -
I wrote this poem for my brother when his father died. he was locked up when it happen so he did not even get to go to the funeral. so this
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another year older
your now twenty-twoby Mystery79 21 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 18 10:56 PM 2008
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