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    Lemon Drops: the soul candy
    Lemon Drops: the soul candy
    Lemon Drops: the soul candy
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    Lemon Drops: the soul candy

    By Courtney Trowman

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    Lemon Drops - the soul candy, is a book of contemporary poetry/stories...humorous, bittersweet, and candy delicious.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCourtney Trowman
    Release dateSep 8, 2010
    ISBN9781452388601
    Lemon Drops: the soul candy
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    Courtney Trowman

    I've been writing poetry for about eighteen years. I recently moved to England from Los Angeles, CA, In addition to writing, I am also a professional dancer, choreographer, assistant director and collage artist.I have six poetry books available;One Fantastic JourneyLemon DropsMariposaLet Me Out, Let Me InThe FeverS'Wanderful(Printed versions include photographs)

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