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In the farthest distant lands,beyond the oceans, and and its sands,and past the logic it demands,lies, a place of beauty.And higher than the highest c..
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A lifetime in the shadows,He battles for the sun,The smell of summer fills his lungs,His journey has begun.And through the shadows, toward the light,H..
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My attempt at a poetic story abut a sailor who hears a cry from a siren, it will be a multi part story hoping to use different forms of poetry, succes..
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In the coldest of Decembers,as the fire dies and turns to embers,dark clouds mass, their influence grows,threatening the world below,winters army marc..
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In the dying of the lightone could perhaps, embrace the nightBut fear would lume and and freeze my soulAnd with it, cheer would slump to gloom.
For t..
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