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No One Really Knows Who I Am
I don’t even know who I am. I know who I have loved and lost, Who I have known, what places I have lived, lakes I have swam in, mountains I have climbed, waters I have sailed, piano songs I have played, countries I have been to, concerts I have attended, parties I have danced…
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Test Two Advocacy
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Test One Poem
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Mourning Water
When mourning came and I arose,I did beat down but steadyCame, upon a bridge of destruction and fear,One to abide or be feared.I rose above the cindered blocks,I felt the pain; take me away!I returned to find a peaceful sigh,The new was here and was to stay.My journey long and endless road,Of bumpy rocks, and…
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Goodbye, My Childhood Home
My dad, 84, is moving to a 2-bedroom condo after living in my childhood home of 52 years. The movers come tomorrow, pick up his packed belongings that have been living in his house, and deposit them in a space 10 times smaller than where they came from. In my mind, I can walk through…
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