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Barry University Poem (Alma Mater Vol. 4)

*Barry University* You can observe it here, but it’s present everywhere. Barry University was built with catholic tenets and resided in Dominican heritage, but its inclusion can be seen in the diversity spotted in Miami Shores that reaches out progressively

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Barry University (Alma Mater Vol. 4)

*Barry University* You can observe it here, but it’s present everywhere. Barry University was built with catholic tenets and resided in Dominican heritage, but its inclusion can be seen in the diversity spotted in Miami Shores that reaches out progressively

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Posted in Art, Philosophy, Poetry

The Saddest Love Lamented

*The Saddest Love Lamented* Relationships, crushes on a familiar face ending in premature rejection that terminates a one-sided courtship…even engagements and marriage that falter before and after the altar…each have completed chapters. There’s no need to ask what would happen

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FAMU (Alma Mater Vol. 4)

*FAMU* What up, FAM? Rattlers. You know the ones. The ones that never shed the Orange and Green. They only bust it open for anyone who wants to bleed with them. Eat with them. Their only formality is Southern Hospitality.

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Warm Place

*Warm Place* She could only hail from such a Warm State. She always comes from such a Warm Place. She has the heart of Palm Trees and Sunbeams. Each Visit is Exquisite. I want to go with her. In Chicago,

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Lynn University Poem

*Lynn University* When past meets future For hearings on who shall rule, Lynn Knights, what say you? You can preview and purchase Alma Mater Vol. 4 below: You can also find the link to the entire four-volume collection below as

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Stardust

*Stardust* There’s a certain magic in the air. Of a Virtual Variety. What we are—I don’t know or care to define. I will protect our secret like an illusionist—No, I won’t touch it. I can’t lose it. I want to

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