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Read Poetry: Confessions, by Lizardin Bain

You say I’m pretty. You say I’m kind, But does it ever cross your mind, That you’re being awfully abusive.   Of course, it doesn’t. Why it should? The nicest words they never could, Hurt anyone or be intrusive.   … Continue reading

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