Poems by Erin Duke

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  • Every time we turn around theres wars and killin,
    villianous deeds...

  • I've dreamt of you for so long,
    That day stretches for far too long and night is...

  • You speak a lovely language; If only I knew what...

  • I have often seen wishes glittering past,
    Fragments of a life filled to the brim with golden...

  • There is a voice sweeping through the night,
    and never had I dreamt such lovely tones...

  • Diary of an Android Being forgotten happens most...
    dried up...