Poetry by Shannon L. Delsol
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Be Simple “Be simple”, he always said to me. And I, wrapped in complexity, Would wonder what he meant. Written July 24, 2001
Be Simple
“Be simple”, he always said to me. And I, wrapped in complexity, Would wonder what he meant.
Written July 24, 2001
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Be Simple
