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Abstract, Or Sound Poem

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John Joseph Hughes

Born in Bethesda, Maryland at exactly 11:16 a.m. on June 8, 1950. Raised in Wheaton, Maryland until I was in 7th Grade, then moved to Silver Spring, Maryland. I 'm a 70-year-old somewhat physically disabled single male living in Waverly House, a high-rise apartment building in my birthplace, Bethesda, Maryland. I am a brilliant, innovative, ambitious poet with expectations to be a Major 21st Century Poet. more…

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