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Why do waves keep on rushing to the shore?What wisdom is gleaned from a thought like this?What did they say, those great wise men of yore,That recent ..
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Once upon my nocturne sorrow,As I delineate the morrow,Of a dream, dazzling in the night,But fizzled in the morning light,Such that when waves swept m..
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Your charms, are figments of which dreams are madeI wish not, to be gravely soaked therewith,Or else, I will be fool in love's charadeThat anyone woul..
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A friend I may say hard to replaceIf but I see more of her nice facebut only her cute smileseemed to show for a whileBut not now, that this pic caught..
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The sun has settled now below the waves,To dim the land as shades of dusk are drawn,My muse upon the daylight's spell still raves,And craves the thril..
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I now see sadness on the pristine sand,In faded footprints, that you failed to make,More so that sands were once huge rocks, so grand,Before their fat..
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Since decades long ago, one wish not reached,Still haunts my soul with all tenacity;I know the Devil has my fences breached,And might have crept insid..
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When Childhood rounds a bend to be lost, all that remains is what's in the mind.
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Running from false glory.
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Napoleon was said to have always thought of Josephine while he was away.
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