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- Our Seasons Bring Regeneration at allpoetry
Each year the trees all tell tales Of how our lifespans carry on. - The Search for The Crimson Shade 1 at storywrite
I / t was a chilly, wet October afternoon at Jackson’s Funeral Home. A very small crowd, consisting mostly of the young and irreverent, was gathered in a cramped chapel with a broken heater. In the center of the pulp
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I LOVE THIS POEM!
I think that this is one of my most favorite poems ever. I'm going to find this and frame it, I think.