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Beyond the enchanting dream of knowledge and even further passed the nightmare of wisdom; outside the courtyard of the scholars, beyond the plaza..

His heart was open to every word vanished strangers sang as they passed... -stubborn singers...and his eyes...in all their radiant sadness confused..

It’s 5 am and I’m sitting here Hunched over the keyboard Trying to come up with the perfect First line to begin a s**t poe..

I miss your dear Plain and simple I love you dear More and more Each passing day And all the more Since you aren't with me Mo..

"I love the nightingale in the wild wood" Why are we left here to linger? we are wandering , wasting our time. and what can we do? ..

In the rain with my head in my hands and I weep kneeling besides a cold stone figure of Mother Mary a lamb beside her feet blessed Sprin..

A quick song -Love Spring And tender hearts allying [spring breeze a-blowing goes through the eaves a-sighing ..

When the sun comes up today Everything will be new. And fading with the dreams And damp odors of the bar Last night will be anoth..

"Got a light?" ( the foreman asked him) Searches his pockets; hands him book of matches. " Thanks..." ( poet nods) lights one up; pul..