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Enrapturing and mysteriously,Her lone existence bears constant witnessTo everything unceremoniously,As she alone sees life without glibness.She watche..
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Upon a sudden and overpowering dozeIn the dazzling light of a midday snowstorm,I rested my head and went numb to my toesAs the choir in my head began ..
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Thrumming with my every passing thought,Nostalgic and infinite love’s embraceWhose hands cradle this hot iron teapotFilled by ballet of a broken..
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The wag of a finger like a whisper between wavesAnd yet never saw a finger nor heard a voice, I.But felt the temptation, the alluring draw,Of a face I..
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Writing has been nothing but overpolishing in recent days,Because everyone wants someone to be the next Frost,Whitman, Dickinson, Poe.Structure feels ..
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Tumbled stones and refuse from pines gatherWhere granite slopes intercede topsoil,And Gaia's gentle grip carves her cipherFor skies above to sit over ..
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The dullness of life is growing more blandWith each day I can feel my trembling handsShuddering like a tattered forest groveDevoid of anything that re..
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The northern star glittering against eternityAs musical notes flutter through the breezeUnto the waves wandering wistfully by seaFlowing beyond the un..
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There was once a timeNot very long agoI could configure a rhymeAnd make my words flowBut it seems I have lost thatAnd the drive I now needTo a life I ..
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It's just human nature,We hate change.Some are content with living the same lifeEvery day.Maybe I'm just a free spirit,Because if I lived the same lif..
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