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One Late July Evening Ted Axe (c.) The sun had just gone down I went out to find what I could see Under a canopy of green I heard the ...

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Good For Nothing Judge Santiago Burdon I've taken enough shit from you today, attacking me with the persistence of a Monday morning hang...

Kahlil M Teresa Clayton Kahlil, the sky is blue and the bells are ringing. Gather the people and lead them to the Way. Let their voices...

No One, Nothing Kay Irvin Your sharp judgement can wield like a knife Now, it doesn't apply to my life I'm no one, nothing Yo...

Repetition Begs The Question That Silence Solidifies Alan Lisanti why do I speak to the wall absorbing words and echoes observe the r...

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V Nataska Nikolic When I hear a hoarse voice A wind blows and a shiver Runs through, deep, soft tissue Your look of coal is reeling i...