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a knife to the back came the blood, shed a tearby Poeticliberty08 28 lines, on Mar 13 8:06 PM 2008. In Perosnal
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Someday / I hope / you'll light a candle / if not for me, / then just for you, / if you have not forgotten / all the silent joys we knew. / I will become a fallen light, / a totem pole / for wrongs / that
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Sweltering pots of vegan gumbo,
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Too many promises broken.by riotgurl0915 15 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 24 8:13 PM 2007. In perosnal
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