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'Tween subliminal strands rose the ever-worn frame,And seized me, through dreary decade that separates,Frozen ores of old from thus I - dissolved and ..
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For they know not... they serve split between,The spying eye without, and calls within -Precious shall save their object souls?In privy dark, on sleep..
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Stray the choices unknown that pass,Such are dead-ends we don't dignify,Take to winding ways, care not a pause -Until on crossroads; why stand by?Long..
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'Twas a toilsome day ahead I thought,And steadied my nerves at the door;Till someone above great news had brought!Of today there'd be no more.To field..
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Its metal arms wear; and melt and droop,By barren bones on trees thereby to stoop,To the lowly multitude, thence dissipate,O' sands o' time, in inters..
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'Gainst furies of ghastly stars we'd flailed,Through worldly waters of time onto moonlit shores;Where we crawled, and rose in arms, unveiled,Orders of..
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What once were weightless whispers inane,And nameless wagers ever fleeting in vain;Till in breathless glory did pass, to divine lore...O' proud silenc..
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In arduous heat of early May thus was,The first rains of longest year became,And shallow pools that sat in lonely impasse,Cascaded o'er the asphalt fr..
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In a cauldron of earthly noise, there I stood -Naked dust 'gainst the metonymy of winds,Stooped low in kiss to the comatose wood,And the leagues diver..
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'Tis in hour o' thought whence gluttony clears,For sweet slumber and the slaying o' time,Where'd wane blonde days to grey musings o' years,And daydrea..
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