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The beautiful night was icy I did not mind. Dreary and dismissed By the magnificence of the shadowy unp..

My home, my land of beauty. The songs and dance you have created. The past of light and darkness. You have ..

Which way to go? Should I go to the left? Or the right? I do not know, Where it will take me. I do not ..

Is it doubt or a childhood memory Easter Bunny comes hopping along to hide those colored eggs. The excitement ..

The love you once loved no longer felt the love you want besides of hope love is no hope from who we are ..

America, the great beautiful nation; Never once las let us down The pride and joy of all; Dreams are all for a..

Growth of womanhoodand manhood means change. Both the same; but both are different. But yet both want the same, ..

Oh sweet, oh strong Oh great, oh bad The best of man The worst of child The strength of your breath of you..

Ode, Ode, Odes I don't have an ode Do you have and ode Because I don't Good bye Joe

The stubborn breeze that travels throughout time. The snow of the divine white flakes that fall to the ground. The moi..