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Is It Poetry

Freshman - 2,405 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Poems of Is It Poetry

A Single Tear

Eternity made inside to grow
singular shape to know
duct of the salt rolls from
this flesh cured spectrum
emotions all do taste
you grow.

Many are the tears that
formed upon your face.

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