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Ingmar BergmanI sit to watch the dark thingsthat flicker on the screen before me,And bow my head to the existential genius, andThe king of dark heaven..
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She was dark cloud-hearted,And possessed an evil sort of beautyShe had dark eyelashes, dark brows,And, of course, dark brown eyesHer hearthad dark clo..
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Ancient Chinese curse and wisdom
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On a dismal Sunday afternoon.The drizzle of the rain, and the switch of the cat's tailAnd his stare: the hypnotic gaze of his infinite green eyes.A tr..
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On a dismal Sunday afternoon......
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A black cloudhurled across heaven, rumbling and billowing a charcoal grey and blacksmear inthe skyhurling across heaven,yet frozen in placestill and s..
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The light in his eyes and the shiftin the sky An aethereal blue scraped with white cloudsThings were passing by
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The sun ruthlessly poundsall that isunderneath it. It is reminiscent ofa place in California, named the "Devil's Anvil." With hammer and tongs, the bl..
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I. Mathematical ShadowsThe people I went to high school with weren't really people,they were ghostsI went to high school with hallways full of shadows..
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Luminous sunlight lies across the floor,
casting squares and dimensionsof shadow and light
Dust slowly rises and settles,
in a state of suspended..
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