My Poetry Page

It's not so good, but it is somewhat sincere in intention. Copyright 2003, 2004, 2005 of course

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Name: RadioLiam

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  • UNTITLED SPRING POEMFollow a lane, through the bru...
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  • dry-diving (a long and lonesome goodbye) river ru...
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