seaside child

We did share some things: 
Like laughter, and fried pork chops,
And oh yes, a child
Who inherited our rifts
But none of our agreements

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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