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Daily Archives: May 7, 2012
An American Sentence
Glorious moon, drizzle conceals my sweet muse. Write an American Sentence for liv2write2day’s blog
Posted in American sentence, Poetry, Prompts
Tagged American sentence, liv2write2today, moon, postaweek2012, rain, Supermoon
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