Poems by Erika

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  • The arid hot plains of Africa,
    with a giraffe standing tall...

  • The arid hot plains of Africa,
    with a giraffe standing tall...

  • The glass a perfect half circle
    with the gleam of twinkling eyes...

  • As i move along my path
    I can hear the twigs snapping...

  • I know that I have hurt you today
    But I also know you can bear it...