Whiley

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    Whiley
    To give is simple when you are there, I know what they did, so I can be rid of the old and forgotten, now lay down your forgotten dreams, they will all fall into place, in that secret place.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Perkwas’s Poems (22)

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