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Poems Aren't Postcards To Send Home.

Oh Thumb, I Want A Drink It Is Dark, Where Are The Big People, When Will I Get There...?

I Am Younger Each Year At The First Snow. When I See It, Suddenly, In The Air, All Little And White And Moving; Then I Am In Love Again And Very Young And I Believe Everything.

After A Disaster Strikes, It Can Be Very Devastating And Very Challenging. You're Going To Need A Lot Of Strength And Energy, And The American Red Cross Suggests You Go For The High Protein Items.

I Am In My Own Mind. I Am Locked In The Wrong House.