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Gold coin in the sky Day-sky fare for Apollo Earth spins around sun #

At last Happy Halloween When you can cross paths without fear Of humans Blaming you for any bad luck That comes. You can simply be Black cat ..

In heaven a band of Spanish poets Take turns reciting their poetry To the gathered saints and angels Who applaud their word magic. I would lik..

When dusk hints of nightfall Nerudian birds nesting in high trees Tell secrets to the golden moon And children full of dreams Nestle in their ..

tumbling from the tall bare oak, the last leaf of summer wonders why the tree kept the secret of death from her, why it never said her green..

seasons return in cycles, each giving her all, then leaving till next year the way fall begins winter’s work by draining leaves of their ..

Autumn Appears Deceptively kind And waves her magic wand to make Things once green And vibrant with summertime life Suddenly brittle, drained..

“If I could just go back.” My favorite words repeated in my head over and over again. So much useless mind chatter because nobody goes b..

It's foolish what Iran is planning. Does she think she'll still be standing if her bravado ends up spooking nations better at the art of nuking? ..

tears you shed in your pain my fingers touch like holy water from the eyes of a saint who in death shields from sorrow those of us who be..