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A poem about a girl who longs for a dad who loves her and tries to find one in God.
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The Youngest Mother
( An Operatic Aria)
For the ribbons of scorn and demise,
hath the deepest of my soul surprised.
May ye rest thou head, for a..
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Must thy strive from day to night?
And whose so moil,
ordained only for indigence.
Art thou the one whose sweet fruits,so-do-him- forbid, wilt?Pl..
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May I inquire,
how doth the sun retires?
If thou has seen the picture she paints
surely you may say what heaven creates.
For have thou seen the la..
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A nonsensical poem about a nonsensical gentleman
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A legendary way about how day and night may have been created and how the first flower came to be.
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Some say he doesn’t exist,
roaming through forests. long and wide,
that he doesn’t wade in the waters,
But if you see a starry night,
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