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I am in the world
the world is in me
I am the same atoms
sprung from the explosion to the beginning
I am the stars,
the planets, ..
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he smiles at you,that beautiful smile of his, lop-sided and careless like the wind he smells of the forestof the pine trees and the grassof adventure ..
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Dub Dub Dub, that old, forgotten tunewould beat in her ears under the full-moonwhere she would lay in a cocoon, wrapped in his promising armsShe tries..
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Abel, a boy too embittered for his age, is sitting in a coffee shop while a yearly festival is held in his town, Agueda, Portugal. A peculiar spectacl..
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Within us/is the mystery of life/more luminous/than the light/of every star combined
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The girl is dancingenchanting, rather attractive common in intellect but has a soul too bombasticfor her modest frame just starving to aflame the worl..
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No longer am I that bright, outspoken girl with eyes alight with zeal ablaze with every word leakedout of her eaglet mind. No longer do I hold a tongu..
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one huddled over the otherone shoe pressed against another in this long, vibrating tomb, they standand when the electronic doors swing and the robotic..
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In a cosmogyral, swirling
within the lonesome spaces
between the beaming stars,
fetching moons
and planets seen
and yet to be found.
A question ..
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Lost in the passages of time, was once a woman with hair as smooth as imperial silk and fair as the sun's rays. None knew of her existence, as she cam..
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