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Losing sheep, I've lost my sheep,they ran away from me.Jolly, Holly, Polly, Molly,now I'm lost as I can be.Losing sleep, I'm losing sleep,I lay awake ..
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And it keeps me up.
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Have you ever heard scientists collogue about how there could be other life in the universe?How far away on some unnamed planet they have recently dis..
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They're all but too good to be true.
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and NO, it's not about matt.
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The creator of all being judged and betrayed by his own creations. He shall avenge them.
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I once walked along that path
of blossoming youth, so green and healthy
the grass, lengthy and lush,
felt co..
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Kyle was born into a violent family, and has to take up some of the horrific duties.
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How special she is,
unlike any other.
How she looks
unmeasurably beauteous
anywhere she sits,
dawn or dusk.
How she has that
look of uncertaint..
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This is probably my favorite poem that I have written. I would like to know what you think it means/ of it.
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