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pulchritudeA Poem by CrossA pulchritudinous sight to see, Nature's beauty, wild and free. The colors of the sunset sky, A canvas painted in her eyes The gentle sway of th.. |
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Forgive meA Poem by CrossForgetting isn't forgiveness |
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Washing DayA Poem by CrossHush is magic Resting on a great lake In the early day When I refused to sleep Watching The small tide Drift away Without companion A king is.. |
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