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Pink Pageant. Poartry

We dared to dance in my backyard A childhood tumbled and hard we rhythmed till the clock had struck we really did not give a fuck but we did. Come and take…

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Art – The Meditaton

Our answer to the door of peace, comes where we keep our dreams and sleep. Rest assured my words will shout, my tired arms. reaching out. First one then two and more words flow, upon a crafted winter wind. There is no stopping then…

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Art- Hilltown

Campello collection. The many soft and silent footsteps walked up Church Street…