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It's rare to get a goodbye,
and never enough time,
things in the sudden
where nothing ever waits.
Fingers in a fruitless search
for a rewind,..
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What does it mean to inspire?
we know the text book definition,
but what does it mean to you?
what makes the heart swell?
what makes your living ..
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And they assembled him...
put him together
piece by piece,
of leather and wood,
of everything lost
of everything good,
held together by
..
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I wanted to go back but
there's no going back to,
now memories are a
friend to me,
by the empty lots and
strewn bricks, a reality
poverty d..
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15th Century English Spelling
Translation on bottom
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Fists fall like hammers
when the balance of power
shifts, reverting to the old
ways once again,
the meeting they attend
humanity they suspend
..
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The smell of burning wood
from a fire pit enters through
my balcony door,
allowing the night indoors,
a suburban scent absent
in city winds..
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Let me curse
into the wind
with tensions thick
and the air too thin,
and
watch them tout,
putting hand
to mouth,
with a turnabout
creatin..
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At the end, I hope to leave
enough behind, leave a small
scratch on the record of time,
and rise above the fog to see,
to see things clear,
abo..
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When irony is at play,
there's no need to wait
on line for ice when
a President serves it
everyday,
to be happy for what get,
since the isl..
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