Pete
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Who's the King Anyway?A Poem by PeteThere's little more that needs be said.Heaven's words have now left my head.Emotions swirl but foolish fingers won't type.Faith registers an eternal g.. |
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So Long Eden, so LongA Poem by PeteThere are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root. - Thoreau |
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Something's MissingA Poem by PeteMost men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them. - Thoreau |
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The End of the StoryA Poem by PeteIf ever I was sure that someone was coming to help me, I should run like hell. - Thoreau |
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Standing on the BrinkA Poem by PeteOn tops of mountains, as everywhere to hopeful souls, it is always morning. - Thoreau |
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Ballistic BalletA Poem by PeteAt the extreme north, the voyagers are obliged to dance and act plays for employment. - Thoreau |
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Quiet IndignationA Poem by Pete"Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake." - Thoreau |
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(Not So Rude) AwakeningA Poem by Pete"To be awake is to be alive. I have never yet met a man who was quite awake. How could I have looked him in the face?" - Thoreau |
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