Each day, an old book closes.
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Poems by Jesse McDaniel
It’s up the stairs and to the right.
As we know, breathing is a given right.
I am starting to find some peace of mind.
Each day, an old book closes.
Poems by Jesse McDaniel
It’s up the stairs and to the right.
As we know, breathing is a given right.
I am starting to find some peace of mind.
