Poppy

by D.W. When I look at this beautiful flower I think of you It’s called Poppy It reminds me of you Like a fiend for this flower I find myself…

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Thank You

by R.D. This poem is for all who help people like me For all who care about Free Minds People who sit there and do things Even if they don’t…

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Emeritus

By A.R. So Beau, tell me is there in my acts of amour That appears to your heart? With no answers, still I try My hand at a woman who…

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