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    Old Bones and Dust
    Old Bones and Dust
    Old Bones and Dust
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    Old Bones and Dust

    By John lenning

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    This my second book. A collection of poems about life. no matter how insigniffient you think you are all life matters. Poems about love dying hate some are sad some make you smile. Hope you enjoy them as much as I did writing them. 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJohn lenning
    Release dateAug 12, 2018
    ISBN9781386384144
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