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glorias touch ver 2.0

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Not of my accord

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Luv you still

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On television, and cheap whiskey

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To sin, the choice.

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This, then still

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The mystery of the poetry

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Luke's sabor, and the choice

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(714) 733-9969

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Uncle Eddie's jewerly box

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Waiting on Momma

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Twilight Mourning

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The Dance, Together and Apart

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Naught, this poem

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In his room, still ther'by

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Words spoken in anger

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On poetry, muse and Milton

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The ring they share

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to rest then mine anger, her sleeping thereby

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The first two, and the final five.

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On death , or life

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On being driven, to Vulgarity ...

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The book she gave him

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The Choice ...

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Together, and Apart

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On why God weeps

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To preserve our future...

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On her Death

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To luv...a choice?!

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ON Mommas’ Afghan.

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