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...orangeA Poem by albeeOrange is the sweet icing of lifeWhere whey, sweat, blood and nervesExplode into golden novaBronzed fired with pastel blues, a rising childFrom orbs a.. |
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riding stormsA Poem by albeeWe rode storms, under stars In mountain meadows bubble wrapped On top self bunk bed quaking the room But it was the tropical palapa bed Riding a f.. |
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something newA Poem by albeeIve danced many an amusement hallwith their drinks and teasbut I've never danced a dance as thispulling with such sweaty easehidden points of my lifei.. |
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let there be lightA Poem by albeeIn the beginning there was Logos…the let there be light big bang…mysterious energy and substance…ever expanding through the Infin.. |
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to be BriefA Poem by albee…to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, what day is day, night night, and time is time; therefore, since brevity is the soul.. |
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defining my heart, oneA Poem by albeewhat is itwhat is this that I am compelled to alway visitwhat is this that I desire?pushing pulsing turbulentcrashing flushingshuttering to all my tip.. |
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in defining my heartA Poem by albeea work in progress |
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