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Inside the Elementary School Yards, a Poem

The loss of our innocence, still so very, quick, in less than a blink of an eye, it’s, totally, gone from us, and no matter how hard we’d attempted to grab hold, it’d still, slipped, right on by, translated… The … Continue reading

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