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The Old Man

  THE OLD MAN The old man sits by himself’ On the sand. And watches it slip through His leathery hand.   Alone – all alone, His friends have all died. And his kids have all moved, He thought as he cried.   It seems such a harsh way To wrap up a life. No […]

Snowflakes

  Snowflakes fall like men to earth,      Each one shinning from it’s birth. IMPORT DISRUPT:>>>

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