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Poetry Corner: Thomas Stanton “Provo Utah 1951”
I saw you standing There Waiting At the bus Station Should I Just drive On through Wave from My Heart We are through… Or Slow Down And Take In Your Face Your Way Of Standing Lost Slightly Askew In This World Abandoned By Anyone You Lent Faith To Your birthday Was the Same as mine […]