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Broomball Poems - Poems about Broomball


Never Satisfied
...I have seen men carved from stone rising above the Black Hills, I’ve seen ancient trees born back when Ceaser still worked his will, felt a thundering water pound down, and from four Great Lakes......

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Categories: broomball, confusion, people, perspective, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things