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Because it sees time going by when nothingelse does, it will grow old without witness.Straight enough and strong, its timbers shall twist,nevertheless..
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Precious dusty-face, little wantonWith a walnut belly, wander,Wander, stop and stand.In western light, become a pale scarecrow,In eastern dark, become..
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Wrote this in fifteen minutes very early this morning.
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A true story, written years ago for a college assignment, about a time I nearly froze to death in the woods. Maybe a cautionary/autobiographical tale ..
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A true story, written years ago for a college assignment, about a time I nearly froze to death in the woods. Maybe a cautionary/autobiographical tale ..
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A true story, written years ago for a college assignment, about a time I nearly froze to death in the woods. Maybe a cautionary/autobiographical tale ..
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A true story, written years ago for a college assignment, about a time I nearly froze to death in the woods. Maybe a cautionary/autobiographical tale ..
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A true story, written years ago for a college assignment, about a time I nearly froze to death in the woods. Maybe a cautionary/autobiographical tale ..
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Dedicated to Muse, because she reminded me of why Iowa has poetry.
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Thoughts on why people are fascinated with seeing ghosts.
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