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A fond childhood memory.
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Have at me with your conquering might
As you scowl, never minding my fright.
Tearing away any pride I thought I possessed, thus
Ebony eyes show eve..
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Why are people trying to persuade me to confess
When I won’t believe you had done anything wrong?
Why do they insist you intruded under my dr..
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We ran along the course so darn fast!
We were enjoying the time so well
That we didn’t notice how it had past
Or how long our course did trav..
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For my mother.
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Calling my people from places afar,
Sounding the booming, strident trumpet
Thus we hear our ancient, beloved shofar—
The fine, antique sound ..
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Amnesia after falling off a horse.
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Here I am—all dressed up for you,
But I am confused,
Because the feelings I had for you
You made bemused.
You proclaimed I was so beautifu..
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An Acrostic Abecedarian Poem that I only did for a contest.
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The snare sounds of precipitation
Slowly, one by one, tap on the terrain
Warning me of the participation
From the rest of the first summer rain.
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