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NOWWell, GI Jack is welcome back, he left his legs in 'Nam.He wakes at night in sweat and fright, then drinks another dram.He doesn't kn..
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THE MEETINGAlone one night neath lantern light, I trudged a weary mile.Forlorn, I went with shoulders bent (the storms around me howle..
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Midst sweet perfume of youthful bloom, the lonely spirit warsand often cries and sometimes dies in quest of her amour.
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as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fairwhile WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE- silver yachts, pearly castles, cash..
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I’m on my way, I’ve got to go(the reasons why you’ll never know),whisked away in winter’s winds, your sleeping sighs remind me..
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1. BeginningsHer babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy, and he suckled her breast till the end.The slaver sought cash, bestowed mammy a thrash, s..
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THE POET’S PANEGYRIC“There’s someone I knew with talent unleashedand a heart that had for so many relentlessly reachedThis po..
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Flings and wings and rings rejected…Cupid’s arrows fly deflected…“It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, ..
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Ill-fated crowd neath unchained cloud: the Silent City bravesagainst a sudden sullen flood, unleashing lashing waveswhich wash the stony structures cl..
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THE FLAME PROLOGUEThe Flame, aflicker, licks and flays,illuming evening’s negligeesWith braided curls she swirls and sways,and flits..
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