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Poems Of Lawrence S. Pertillar (18110)
Shattered By Rich Misfits
She Considers Insignificant
She Delivers
She Endorses
She Had Been Nice
She Has Tremendous Hands
She Is Evil Lit
She Is The Best Qualified
She 'Is'...A Child Of God
She Knows Not
She Lies. He Lies. And A Fine Line Fades
She Mentioned Nothing About Your Eyes
She Played Softball
She Wanted What She Wanted To Give Image
She Wants A Man In Her Life
She Was There
Shedding The Old Man
Shells Cracked
Shells Hard To Crack
She's A Grown Woman
She's Determined And A Strong Willed Woman
She's Not Just A Mouse
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