Open Poetry #21 |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Autumn. The chill draws nearer. You bring up the glass to your face And the creases appear on the mirror Which no iron could ever erase... Check out my poetry here: |
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