your smile
your smile
you don't know what it's like
seeing your smile
for the very first time
you must be wondering
why the world is smiling too
~ welker ~
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she wrote poetry like jazz
brautigan's riddle
good friday
christine's lament
when the night comes down
my childhood moved so slow and beautiful
antique
when the evening fades away
did you see the poets all dressed in black
life is like a crossword puzzle
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