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Infinite SpaceA Poem by MCSBelieve me, every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad. ~ Henry Wadsworth .. |
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Good RiddanceA Poem by MCSHypocrisy walks on two legs, and calls himself human. ~ Anthony T.Hincks |
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Winter LingersA Poem by MCSNo winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. |
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RegretA Poem by MCSEvery person has their secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call them cold when they are only sad. |
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Aide-mémoireA Poem by MCSThe wound is the place where the light enters you. ~ Rumi |
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Our DownfallA Poem by MCSOur time on earth is a school. Grief is the toughest class we have to take. |
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Endless WinterA Poem by MCSSome say "when it snows, you have two choices, shovel or make snow angels." Well I've had enough of both; now I'm just bored and ready for sand castl.. |
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