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Poem a Day Practice
Sunday, June 12, 2011
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You know how simple you are
when you walk around
with your hands covering your face.
You'd laugh at the pictures they take;
they didn't mean for all of them to look the same.
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Ilana Lipowicz
I write a poem every day, hence the title. Sometimes I like them.
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