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Sit down, listen, for everything will be told in a short while, its morning, and the story has yet to be told, you will see, my child, you will see, t..
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Flying down the road, radio blazing like usual, the wind is high, blowing over the curvature of the vehicle, the lights up ahead are coming, the car f..
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many nights have gone where i dream, lying down on the ground in the next room, awake, yet i still dream, threatening the bust through the levys of th..
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these are my poems all i may or may not be proud of as much as i use to think for they hold old memories, but they are there, born by my hand, none th..
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The soft laps of the waves upon love’s shore
Caress the demon that causes the cancerous darkness within
As I listen to her soft breathing
A..
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Sighing with great satisfaction,
I lay my nude body into the warm tub of water
With so much comfort all my worries drain away
All my stress and ..
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Just as the fragrance of her skin flows through my nostrils
Just as her soft skin is acknowledged through my fingers
Just as her heart beat resounds..
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Open your eyes, young one
You have entered the place of the new morning
Rise out of your life rise out from your memories
Join me in eternal ligh..
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A breezy wheel that spins is merely a spin of a mindful duty
A rolling wind keeps howling merely out of respect for the past
And when we fallow them..
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One morning I woke up with a start
feeling as if I had just began another day
oh, did I forget?
my name is Crag, Crag McLynn.
I was about to begin..
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