Poems from A.T.Judge

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I like to write.
So many people, Fear themselves ‘I am ugly, but I want to be loved These words I shall repeat Until they are untrue’ They can no see the...
When all you have left, Is faith What is left, When all faith is lost?
It starts with a chuckle,  And ends in a cough. The disease has now gone,  Started- it’s taken off. You’ll say you’re just fine,  Dandy...