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You know that your mind has given waywhen delightful nothings cease to swaya nudge will certainly doto send you o'er the cliffand make you lose your c..
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A tall gaunt man wrapped a dark shall o'er his headand his feet did heavily treadtill he came to a town named 'noise'where he was much praised for his..
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It's less of a poem and more of a little allegory.
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A train moving along life's broadway
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The first night was O so bloody!We had travelled through roads so muddy,and had arrived with thoughts so foggy,my subordinate was a man of the world,w..
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It was a pillar so held to be true,
it was a pillar which i held fast to as the first scouts of the storm arrived,
it was a pillar whose shadow i gl..
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Gnash, gnash it's him againHarsh, rash my thoughts shall be,when his shadow I behold,wintry nights leave me cold,putrid rites make me old,but i hate h..
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Lilies blue and lilies bloom, roses red and roses dead,give me a singer in thy stead,let the drums sound in my ear,let the town wake up again,a cry ri..
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A very short poem about a fairy.
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