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If I died today, I would want my children to know three things: that I love them more than anything else in the world, that I want for them to be happ..
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Decked in silks, bright and rejoicing,The dark hall echoes with the ghost of a feast,Carefree laughter, chatter, and dancingThe tatters of a past from..
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They sing the songs of victory, of triumph and successThey sing of all the rich and bold, of those adventurousThe good, the bad, the smitten lovers, a..
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Angelic spotlight, slice of tranquilGlistening amid the subdued huesPearly white, pristine, celestialAccented with fleeting bluesThe sun's pure ray, i..
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The halls echo with a cacophony of chatter, filling my ears with a thunderous noise that pierces me and, at the same time, threatens to force me back ..
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If I could ever achieve a perfect world, I would give up anything. This poem is a metaphor for the people who give themselves up to save our world and..
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Alone, I stand, in the company of darknessShed I no tear lest I make a soundThe silence echoes, resounding in my earsAnd there I stand, rooted to the ..
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A footstep, soft and timidEchoes down empty corridorsHardly leaves an imprintFor the days when I am no moreWhat songs have I sung in my lifetimeThat p..
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A flash of scarlet, pool of bloodSurrounded now, too lateAnd still I hold the burning flagAloft, against fire and hateWe sung songs of victoryOf a fre..
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In despair, in happinessI sat beside a lakeAnd shimmering, I saw reflectedMy torment and heart-acheMy soul was torn, my heart was crackedMy smile and ..
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