Cool. I think I saw it being thrown out by some up and comer. Not even the scavengers would take it from the curb. It's off to the landfill it will go unless those naughas can be recycled into new hides.
Red is also the color of a certain group will smugly holds on to old values by deception and is soon to be cast out onto the curb.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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Red is also the color of a certain group will smugly holds on to old values by deception and is soon to be cast out onto the curb.
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