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Poems from Tessa Hilton
Paper Suitcase
No winds or sails, Or wings to fly, These words are all I have, To reach far dreams of mine.
The Cold, Hard Truth
A soldier shoots his last shot.Letters to worrying mothers prove,No news is good news.You are comfortable and safe. Skeleton children...
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