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Autumn\'s summerA Poem by armadilloAutumn’s summer Sorrow’s mist on field and mind know he is growing older. Walked the way to here and now but softly wearing thin.. |
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Destinata CantantaA Poem by armadilloDestinata cantanta Destinata cantanta, it does not matter if words make sense we make them up as we go. Destinata cantanta, ice sparkling i.. |
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ha ha ha hee hee heeA Poem by armadilloI play with words. Sometimes I win. |
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PrayerA Poem by armadilloPrayer Gently we the song of the prayer of life, to behold the stars of eternity, shield-bearers to infinity. Gently we who live in summer&rsq.. |
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After the stormA Poem by armadilloAfter the storm Silence of night in the silence of guns bullets spent on the silence of soldiers, lives flew out after the silence of prayer, .. |
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a manA Poem by armadilloa man can't slit this side of the deal doesn't want to eat whilst self-deceptions ambrosia churns |
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7A Poem by armadillothunderstorms of childhood lightening ripple of God rain over tears and life was dreaming |
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ThiefA Poem by armadillodrowning eyes fire of stars insanity your guide softly plays staccato nestled in oak, Puck awaits your dream. |
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Still she lovesA Poem by armadilloStitched in her seams, seeds, daisies, orange leaves. Age embraces the harshest storm. Still she loves scent of grass. |
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