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She did not know
That she was being watched…
Read: A Glimpse Of Her

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The Sun
Began its onslaught…
Read: On The Edge In Nevada

Scrap Poetry

“It’s quite alright, you’re not disturbing me… I would much rather talk than work, yet here I am day after day haunted by one thought, I must write, I must write, I must write…”

-Neil Simon