Curiosity's Virtuoso
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Planet Earth's Foreign CreatorA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoHow nature is foreign in our modern society. |
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The writer's handkerchiefA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoA writer's reliability lies with one's handkerchief |
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Snow in SeptemberA Poem by Curiosity's Virtuoso9/11. |
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Food For ThoughtA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoBeing trapped in your own world: heaven or hell? |
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The Trite TruthA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoAn old women wastes away |
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The blind man's guiltA Poem by Curiosity's Virtuoso"Help us." |
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Do as the Oceans DoA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoWhen all is chaotic, do as the oceans do |
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In the villiage of chain-linked fencesA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoA constricted fence chokes nothing but life |
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The reaper's tainted rosesA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoAnother links arms with the reaper's charming stems |
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Colorless ValentinesA Poem by Curiosity's VirtuosoA little girl wishing for a cure. Valentines day poem using cancer colors. |