I've gotta clean my Doormat; everyone's crap has piled up so high that I'm unable to get to my own door - now that is quit the situation. Someone get me a shovel!
~ T. A. Hinson
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Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase
PoetryMy second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...
