Look. Listen. Feel. A poetry collection from childhood.
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Posted on April 21, 2022
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I spent my childhood moving from one location to another. Family to family, home to home, school to school. Adjust, then readjust. Make friends, then say goodbye. Start over. Be the new girl. Then do it all again. It’s easy to tell ourselves that the next place will be better than this one. Sometimes it is, sometimes it’s not. In the end, we find paradise within.
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Posted on April 18, 2022
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All original. The Works of Erin Galloway. May 22, 1995.
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Posted on April 14, 2022
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Please know, my love will never die.
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Posted on April 12, 2022
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The Works of Erin Galloway; January 13, 1995.
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Posted on November 24, 2021
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I still sit and weep.
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Posted on November 17, 2021
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Like a Child. A poem from 13.
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Posted on November 15, 2021
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The Meaning is the Learning. A poem from 13.
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Posted on November 14, 2021
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Young love. A poem from 13.
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Posted on November 12, 2021
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Young love. A poem from 13.
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