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| | | | . . ' Her mother holds her, feeds her, cleans and dresses her; always there for every need. * One moment the warmth of the womb, the next a strange new place, for she's in the springtime of her life. In the summer of her life she blossoms, blooms and brings into this... | |
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valleyofthetrolls.blog
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| | | | Stopped on the stair Halfway here and partway there... | |
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keithsramblings.net
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| | | | . . I'm not allowed on the other side so I busk here. I try to stop you by singing All by Myself, but you walk on by. I sing Walk on By, and guess what, you walk on by. In my upturned cap, there's a handful of coppers, a pound coin and a screwed... | |
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poetrybymaggiewatson.uk
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| | (written March 2024) My words are not commodities for sale or rent, though I have often misspent them. As I write, I hope someone may collect them like pennies in a jar. To extract one or two when their days are hard. My words will never hold meaning to those who choose not to see... |