My Life On A Cliff
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Last published Fri, Nov 13, 2020
"A silent cry for help, for the hug you never felt, for the small silent yelp, wishing you could just melt"
A small gathering of my poems, some old some new. All it needs is a feeling, a start, and eyes to be read by the few.
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