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A Poem by Dean
And would I write of all the lesser staples of the trivia that pass before my mind while history is borne--it isof man, the swell of gloryin his chest..
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A Poem by Dean
No eerie echo penetrates the nightbehind a moon-swept hill that liesfar distant from my sight.There is no apparition on the mystic plain,but there he ..
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A Poem by Dean
Each of us has one;each alone may see it,and none is ever touched these days.Its content, though, is real enough.There little blocks of memoryare care..
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A Poem by Dean
It is enoughto stand upon a promontorywhile a thousand miles awaya turbulence creates a little wave,and know I'll see it crashingon my rocky shore, an..
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A Poem by Dean
Up and down the lineahead or far behind,reality is faithful to a vision,that is a pathway of its very own.Any truth engendered is unique;parallel be d..
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A Poem by Dean
I wasted so much timedragging this body shell aroundand living for the expectationit was due. You see, I realizedthe truth too late in my allotmmentof..
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A Poem by Dean
It isn't just the wonders of the world that dominate my mind and memory.Sometimes it is the trifles that cementin me that dawning consciousness thatma..
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A Poem by Dean
The battle ground is smoothand well-defined. Love is the defender.Hate dies of its own neglect; then when forcing its attack, invokes the solemn riteo..
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A Poem by Dean
I see them as the fleeting meteors,entering our world, and just for usagainst contrasting skies so we may knowof their desire not to intrudebut gift u..
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A Poem by Dean
I want to go where hollows goand sink into the earth;where love retreats to be enfoldedwith itself, forever home.]I listen for the stillness,climb the..
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