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To S.A.
S.A.
Damn, you're not gay are you?
Love poem from the monsters under my bed
T.E. Lawrence
The same river twice
Seven Pillars of Wisdom
From the Orient, with love
Lose Yourself
This is a poem I wrote about nothing in particular
I wrote you a letter on the bus back from the city, but that's a different kind of weary
i sing of Olaf glad and big
Tell me of the nature of love
Sketches of September
To Autumn
A once noble nation reduced to a corpse in armor
Coy or honestly shy, either way I have got mad designs on your dancy eyes
Refluent
Lawrence of Arabia
Forever Autumn
Bus ride at sunset
That balanced place where I can sit with words coming out of my fingers
T.E. Lawrence: a war of detachment
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