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The setting sun is cooled from his noontime glareNow a bright orange disk in the smoggy skySlowly easing to the ground in despairNo longer the all see..
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My eyes opened to the sunlight streaming through the skylightsMeasured steps down the stairs, looking at the clock aheadOnly seconds from my bed, my h..
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She sat there in a chair looking out the picture windowThe sun remained high in the sky that afternoonSighing, she stared blankly watching the flowers..
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He fears what he does not know, a wise voice saidFists of white knuckles, holding tight, dreadingFor all under his wrath, there would be no endingThis..
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All things come and go, their presence precarious at bestLegacies worn down over time's pounding rain unendingBlood flows from appendages to the heart..
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All decays, the leaves on the trees and the stars in the skyEnding in various shades of brown and blackSlowly neutralized, then oxidized as electrons ..
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He said he was from Colorado, then from TexasI'm still uncertain from where but somewhere out thereWhere the dust clowds blow in the summer airMany sm..
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Seven years ago a vow was madeEven then, she seemed quite afraidConcerned her hair stayed in its braidOn that morning before the day began to fade. A ..
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Long ago but just yesterday I knew a man who flewIn a town so far away where the nights became the dayThe sun shone so bright on this city made of cla..
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