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ANDREA P
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COUNTRY POEMS
There is, since you've been gone, no dawn.
Why did you have to go? I did say no.
I looked at the aky. I asked why. I cried.
This is not a home, anymore.
A fact I can't ignore.
This is not a home.
I'm all alone.
There is always night.
There is no bright.
There is no day.
This is not ok.
