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SuperbA Poem by Lucas GrashaSuperbNone but toads can see me.My shoes dirty,and I dare not clean them in the river.They say sound is caused by friction,but not here.Not where a ye.. |
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Walking the BogA Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..We ask, what will globalisation do for communities ruined by it? |
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House Of NothingsA Poem by AnnaI am down the boggy mud, muck and mirethere a chimney smokes never lit by a fire.And inside the dark, between the moss woodthere sits my house where i.. |
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Lady AzureA Story by AnnaOne might say that the cruelest thing, is a dark house. And so her house was very, very dark. Shadowsthat lingered in the corners grew thick and malev.. |
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Conservation BogA Poem by HuskReborn from significant mistake |
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