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Poetry

A Garden in a Flat

I am a child of the open wild

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The Slip of a Girl called Hope

They say she’s as old as the moon

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Outskirts

They drove by in a sky-blue Volkswagen.

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Ode To Food

If food be the sustenance of the body and the soul;

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Fearfully and Wonderfully

He made me. He gave me eyes to behold the universe;

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