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| <p>There have been poems that I have not made available on the Internet. Bearing in mind this limitation, my poem(s) may be
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| found at the following URL: <a href="https://trust-in-jehovah.tumblr.com/tagged/poem">
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| https://trust-in-jehovah.tumblr.com/tagged/poem
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| </a>
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| </p>
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| <h3>Publications
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| </h3>
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| <p>My poem(s), which I authored under the name "rogbeer", has/have appeared in the following (digital) publications
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| <ul>
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| <li>'Tilde.town: 3'. Editor: 
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| <a href="http://tilde.town/~mio">
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| '~mio'
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| </a>. (2019). p. 16. 
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| URL: 
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| <a href="https://github.com/tildetown/zine/blob/master/issue_3/zine.pdf">
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| https://github.com/tildetown/zine/blob/master/issue_3/zine.pdf
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| </a>. Accessed URL on twenty-eighth of January 2020.
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| </li>
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| <li>'Tilde.town: Issue 2'. Editor: '<a href="http://tilde.town/~jumblesale/">~jumblesale</a>'. (2017). p. 12. URL: 
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| <a href="https://github.com/tildetown/zine/blob/master/issue_2/zine.pdf">
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| https://github.com/tildetown/zine/blob/master/issue_2/zine.pdf
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| </a>. Accessed URL on twenty-ninth of September 2018.
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| </li>
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| </ul>
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| </p>
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| <h3>Selected poems
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| <p>No, my trip to the <br />
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|   sea-shore <br />
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|   wasn't a dream <br />
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|   See- <br />
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|   The sand on my feet-
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| </p>
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| <hr />
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| <p>
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|   <b>Away to (hopefully) safety: A poem, written after reading 
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|     Loung Ung's "First they killed my father", set in Pol Pot's
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|     Cambodia, rife with the "not-nice" Khmer Rouge, "destroyers
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|     of things"
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|   </b><br />
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|   Wordlessly, <br />
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|   I smacked the coffee-stain <br />
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|   on its rump- <br />
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|   And checked- <br />
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|   Was it gone? <br />
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|   Maybe, the sea - where I had sent it to - was not its home, <br />
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|   but then, <br />
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|   neither was I; <br />
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|   Or, I could no longer be
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