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Hang onto your ticket stub. The sangin' don't start til about 1:50. In the meantime there's cold pizza in the lobby.
This is the conclusion of a 57-minute presentation I did...
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Searching for all love in all the places we never thought could be found, but as we looked around we saw mirror images, reflections of our soul's need calling each other names in hopes for our...
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Victim of Reality
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
ummmm its the sunrise it burns the fog off your soul,
ya light up your breakfast, and now your ready to...
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The Roll a poem from the book, Lost and Found, by Tomeka Rocquelle
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Poems I Wish and See That I Am Not
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