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Only a man once blind,
Can appreciate the earth's beauty.
It's beauty is really seen,
Only by a bird, sky-high.
In this empty hall,
Even as I sit..
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The wind is cold this very night.
The owls keep screeching from the woods.
A jet trails white, across the sky
Just as a hunter trails his prey.
Th..
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I woke up this morning,
With my senses back in place.
Last night was a weird one.
One I wish I could take back.
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I've never shared half as much ..
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If you search for me, Baby don't look far.I'm right here,On the spot you left me.I'll be waiting,Till you find your love for me.-When the swaying hips..
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QUEST FOR FONDRAMHAY
Four thousand years ago, Fondramhay
(Dragon’s gate) was opened and dragons wandered to earth and thus began on..
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This was the first poem I ever finished. It was inspired by the big rock candy mountains.
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For and old friend and the old days.
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written 11/03/15.
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All around me my demons lay,Haunted by them night and day.All I want is to leave this hell,To hear the tolls of fortune's bell.And live sweet life ane..
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Though in shadows I stood,I longed to wish you well.I saw your happy mood,And forgot my lonely dwell.In shadows I stood,And through the shades I left...
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