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  1. Dear Mother please make my bed, Know that I have this pain in my head.
    29-05-2009 by evashermin
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  2. What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet?
    04-06-2009 by evashermin
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