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Forty
minutes driving the highway along the river brought her to this place.
Two months
ago she made her first trip out.
Two weeks
ago, the s..
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Shame
shackles to shelves,
Discarded
in disarray.
Leaving
liberty living,
Pious
people pray.
While
weeping willows wangle,
Bec..
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Asetting sun, arising moon,Air thick with definite doom.The sting of a mighty iron beast,Rings through theskywithout cease.The day has come,The newspa..
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For the momentpassing,fearful and somber,waning moonshine shone.Slowlymy touchshall wander,along your hair, to your browbone.Alone, afraid but joyous,..
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An ode to
theimmatureand the unworthy.
Spare me
yourfrivoloustroubles,
For your qualms bear
novalidity.
To bedevil me is to make a
grand ..
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A short story about a young man and an mysterious guest.
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