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The steady pace of time is on occasions sublime;When the horror of life is all but a lie,When day to day ominous clouds mask the suns gentle ray ,When..
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A flicker it was, not today but on days long pastJust a thing of beauty, when darkness rules the sky; Its presence seemed as if it had a spell to cast..
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“Fear not the fearful, but the ignorant”So often have I heard the wisdom of this phrase, So often have the nobles pronounced its grace,But..
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JUSTWood is just wood,A dead, lifeless piece of what was once a beautiful tree.A stone is just a stone,As dead and lifeless as it was before we were e..
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A tulip flower, seems in shape, in form,Lavender would be its color, if by yellow atwain wasn’t torn;Like petals on stems, does wreath on a wick..
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Before came anger's leave, just yesterdayBefore its presence in me was no longer truth,Many a time did alter, the night to dayMany a time did alter, t..
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In colors vivid, either gloomy or bright,In red, violet, yellow, or even in blue,Has love been defined to not my heart, my soul but to my sight,And I ..
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Neither is it the suffering, nor the hardship this field of battle beholds,Neither is it the sun, whose frown pity’s no earthly flesh,That makes..
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To hate, I must first recite the words of love,To ache, my flesh must first master the ways of comfortTo feel anger, I must first breath the air of pe..
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I pity those the sun frowns upon without pity,I tremor and shiver at just the thought of their misery,And of all the ill-fated, it is the desert my te..
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