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The garden gates left open,once where my child would stand,he left my home a boyfor Australia to be a manHe said ""father i'll do my best,I can only f..
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I count all I see in this world of infinite possibility,Millions of moments become and transpire;in a single blink of an eye.I perceive a miraculous s..
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The fruitless tree stretches to the sky;It tells my eyes the story,of seeing over all.I am not interested,for I know it only reaches so far.I straight..
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My eyes grow numb,as I melt into this melodic state of trance.Conversation rambles between three,But floats and fades beyond four.Cups clink and peopl..
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What makes life defined in value?I have found that even in the least intelligent people,an understanding exists, in which they are integral;Lackingtha..
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The masses have walked,Where I now tread.It is not beyond my understandinghow one, would have a trite character;amongst the thoughts of what was.I do ..
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Head whips frantically aroundas danger screams from all directions.This instantaneous sweat of sheer unknown,trickles down my brow of worries.Adrenali..
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Hey everyone! I'm Finally putting my book together! It will have somewhere in the region of 90 poems, all based upon self realization! I really need s..
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Water shimmers in midday sun.White slabbed paths feel light,dry gusts of wind.Leavesdrop silently from trees.The wind picks up.The wind dies down.Feat..
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It could be the momentary flashes of orange,that makes this night seem so likea dream to me.Coming closer, yet already gone;my eyes fixate upon the di..
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