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` The weary social consciousness arose, the adulation reveals the personification of hope; What of our communal yesterday? We, the r..

One cannot hate nearly as much as the love of the hated always envelops the hurting, rejecting heart.

` There is maybe in each burst of energy, a product of fanaticism filling the air or the cities when the limbs of trees hail the soldier..

` There should be a vibrant atmosphere at the close of this tremendous year. Who'd have imagined it would bring crowds from near and fa..

` small sounds twinkle in the ear a velvet touch of invisible fingers quietly mingle on a weathered cheek with sullen humid arvo sweat ..

` Candid words are all you need. A wine bibber's carafe rainbow colours clarify; astute ears ratify - satisfied yawning suspicion: inwar..

` leaves rustle in a dance the wind, their live band birds, their vocal ensemble but your voice remains still not a sound to be heard leav..

(November 20, 1752 � August 24, 1770) fallen English poet

` Wake up talk back don't tell me what I lack, save up turn back bring along that fav'rite song don't tell me I've no social conscien..

` warmth envelops dissolving the bustle and noise liquid stillness offers but a momentary tranquil once upon a time it is so easy to dr..