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There was this being that once ruled this land and his name was one of many. He created the ewarth and the things we see, He gave us food and water in..
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As a society, a unitary clan, held oppressed by a corrupted government's hand,
bound by chains with no remains of our history, not a myth, nor a tale..
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I'm big, i'm bright, i'm a star in the making,
My beauty is deep, my stride is long, I'm pretty, i'm witty, i'm sexy and vexy,
My sights are set hig..
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Inspite of what my foes may think, of the personal journey into the past,
Rehashing the old, with every intent to dispose, provides me the freedom fr..
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The subtle hint of rose hips linger, on the delicate lips of a lover's last kiss- caressing cheeks with a gentle finger. the simplicity of romance get..
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burping in the face of the bureaucracy
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An experimentation poem for your enjoyment
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Today I have called a truce,
no longer shall I contest the truth.
For I am gravely ill.
There's no physically evident deformity I've
contracted,..
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