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ODE TO LYNYRD SKYNYRD by JUDITH VOLLMER

First Line: FRIDAY AFTERNOON ALWAYS FEELS SAD, DREW SAYS AS HE & JEN WALK ME TO MY
Last Line: GETS CAUGHT IN OUR THROATS

Poem Sources:

THE DOOR OPEN TO THE FIRE.
  VOLLMER, JUDITH
  (1998)
 



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