W. Barrett Munn
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Nobody Talks Like That AnymoreA Poem by W. Barrett MunnSorry, Frost. |
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PTSDA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA crippling emotional manifestation |
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What We FeelA Poem by W. Barrett Munnfor everyone eventually |
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The Food LineA Poem by W. Barrett MunnLife as a poor person |
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Different PathsA Poem by W. Barrett MunnTurn in the road |
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Welcome to the ShowA Poem by W. Barrett Munnramblings |
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The Lahaina I was Lucky Not to SeeA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA sad day |
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Scrub OakA Poem by W. Barrett MunnBlackjack oak is another name. |
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The Bed in Sand SpringsA Poem by W. Barrett MunnA short one |
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The Twilight YearsA Poem by W. Barrett MunnAging from an adult child's perspective |
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