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the way they
made poetry
together, was the
beauty the world
needed more of.
n. r. m. m.
muse: ria (another compliment,
yes) desamora
YOU ARE READING
DON'T CRY, 2020.
Poetry' we were summer late-bloomers, fumbling through our teen age. we used to talk about the future, remember when we couldn't wait? '
