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Legendary, Poetry by Clara Pohlman

 Genre: Family, Love  For my Brother Zachary There he is Mr president Sitting in a wood stained chair with a coffee mug From his trip to Colorado. The tie he wears Erupts with ivory, it is ironed He too has … Continue reading

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