Linda G. Hatton
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Monday, November 30, 2015
To My Lonely Blog: I Miss You
I have a couple of poems over at Poets 4 Paris
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a project I am happy to be part of.
Submerged
Seeking Refuge
The Color of My Heart That Day
I miss you.
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