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Allow me just a moment of melancholy.
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He woke and saw the day,And the day shat.He rose from his bed,Into cloud covered scat.The week dwells on,As he's hoping that,He dodges the damage,A dr..
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I sat and watched the ferns unfurl,And stretch to the sky.Each Year I watched as they repeated,And I wondered why.Why continue the struggle,to reclaim..
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As we grow we find comfort together in a crowd.Being led and influenced by those that are loud.As we stand together our mood is swayed,Like wind blown..
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Porcelain frosted branches easing,Bending to honor the frigidair,They hold their color through the season,As others drop to recover energy,and contemp..
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I feel therefore I rhyme.It happens all the time.A thought will begin,And grow within.Becoming words builttogether so sublimeThough humble I may striv..
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Spent a weekend with my grandchildren and decided to take a less serious direction with a poem. Shamelessly childish. This was inspired by them and i..
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The innocent curiosity of natureinstilledwithin the children we love,is an elixir we drink with our eyes,which we can't get enough of.We watch as they..
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The logic is inescapable,Yet we attempt to skirt it anyway.Our lack of dealing…. Indescribable.As the moment comes into play.We seek refuge in ..
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It just dawned on methat I am where I should benot where I dreamednor what it seemed.I exist not just for meor for posterity.but to assist in a chain ..
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