by Liar
What a sad poem to vote a 5 on, but how true of life and life's little dreams.
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I was about to stop reading and now I have to find something to lift me a little bit.... very heavy poem being carried on a fragile stem. Lovely
I wrote a piece once calling DJ...now I know where he is. *sighs* Great poem.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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