Daniel Washington
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Bleak HillsA Poem by Daniel WashingtonThe bleak hills are treacherousWhat they mean is not clear, and I follow in fearOf missing a beauty or forgetting a songI cannot enjoy what I never en.. |
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Chain SmokingA Poem by Daniel WashingtonRunning free through silver gatesabandoning life and things I createfacing the unthinkable costSleep is a dream that I see when I wakeas I shiver and .. |
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Riverman - A ConclusionA Poem by Daniel WashingtonWhen inspiration sails on by - do your best to capture it in a jar |
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Youthful DisplaysA Poem by Daniel Washington-Sat together on a hill, an aerial for thoughthand in hand again and despairing once morethe son of a builder and a working class whorethe daughter of.. |
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City at Night II - Where is Everyone?A Poem by Daniel WashingtonIf it isn't real now, it wasn't real before. So... Where is everyone? |
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City at Night I - SkylineA Poem by Daniel WashingtonBig city romanticism |
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