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I imagine....A Poem by BeanInspired by a photograph |
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Mother dearestA Poem by BeanYou can run, but you can't hide. She is a part of you |
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Dance, puppetA Poem by BeanPersonal growth achieved through wandering down an undersirable alleyway |
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10 fingers and 10 toesA Poem by Beana prose MRI |
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Winter is on it\'s wayA Poem by BeanA commentary on the passage of time |
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The first rule of fight club?A Poem by BeanIf this is your first night you have to fight |