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Shorter lines again, hurrah!
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This is more of story. I made the choice to forgo any devices of poetry, seeing as the scope of this encompasses quite a few poems. I didn't just want..
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Have you noticed how the answer nests as questionsflurryacross a barnyard floor like white-hot stalks of hay?
You'r..
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This isn't the fire-breath of a dragon. It is a poem.
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I'll give you space, to molest my words,
to Windex the counter while I'm away,
to
skip an extra line and take unn..
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My teardrops stutter in an inner lidinversion, a smatteringof sentiments
thatswell and shrink uponarrival.They can't, won't flow, thesechannels, tide..
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This is the beginning of a story I haven't finished. Title (and everything), is strictly 'working'.
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The dog I had growing up.
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Consume each Senryu individually, as you would four small courses in a tasting menu. There is a requisite pause between each one.
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Ah.. another senryu
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