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Turns

I am driving in my car, Down streets that cut …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Turns.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/turns/

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Birthday

When you came home from war, You gave me a stone shaped like a heart, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Birthday.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/03/01/birthday/

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Country

America is at war, my oldest son, Says, just seven years old, now, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn‘s poem called Country.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/08/01/country/

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