Near Matches
Ignore Exact
Everything
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Huddled in the masses; we are few and far between
{nightearlymorningbirdsong}
I can see the tracing blue of your just beneath the surface
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
Wednesday night sidewalk cafes
The Girl With the Sad Grey Eyes
villanelle for a lost love
My head, heavy with the burden of lost love and tired thought
Tell people they're beautiful and you will change the world
The New Colossus
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