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Life seems to have ground to normallity
Going on at a sound, steady pace,
but i've gone off track once again
as i rounded the corner,
and fou..
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Two hands, one armTogether we workIn the dark among the sands.Wheeling aroundHoping to findSomething profoundAmong the ropes of time.Climbing, climbin..
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I abandoned them allArchitects and engineersI wanted none of their fearsFor my dear mountain, tall.I wanted a path to walkA fine hill to climb,For it ..
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Couplets.
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I see the train acomingDrum adrum adrumming.Too long I have I walkedOn train tracks and talkedOf dangerous things.Between a rock and,A hard place, I s..
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From a leafy window I gazeOut to a long field of maize,Which is baker adjacentOn this beautiful summer dayWhere all one can do is procrastinate.But th..
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I slouch on a windowsill, forlorn,Having left the land I was born.In the distance an old stone mill,And behind old trees and leafy pathsAs if in a tra..
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A poem that came from another one.
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Something that popped into my head (Quelque chose que m'ai frappé á la tete)
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An experimental poenm :)
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