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He pulled out a cigar or two,
And she was left in the cabinet till noon.
For one day's work,lay heavy,
In one man's pocket.
Her arms confined,..
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The sunbaked clay.
Dried as golden rays,
Washed it's crevices,
Cracked without reconciliation.
But the early dew,
Wrapped it with finesse,
And..
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Hidden in the starry abyss of hope,
In the light of an undiscovered universe,
Lay thoughts that fear arrival.
Thoughts that fear faint action,
Of ..
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The story that you commenced,
Has it not an end.
For it was not the close--
When you shut your altered sight;
Of accepted ignorance,
To battle ..
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Painted in silver--
Glistening in golden rays,
For beauty bled through every dimension,
That found existence.
Only if you had not decided to look ..
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The rays bled through,
The green canopy,
That allowed the dust that,
Once lined the rustic plains.
To shine with beauty,
As they float through th..
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Find a love,
That makes you lose your soul,
That feeds on every bit of you.
That thrives on the emotion,
And craves for another chance,
A chance ..
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Oh!Redeem me with the truth
with the Dream,the passion
redeem my thoughts,with hope and beauty
hope for a better living
a better loving
a better ..
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You died at dawn,
when you woke.
with tears of decision--
impending decision.
to stay or not to stay,
to live or not to live,
when you thought y..
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as the wind whistled past the twigs,
that lay unfettered on a yellow green carpet,
the ball of fire
sank beneath the cotton draped dust
suspended ..
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