John Sullivan
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Der Spaß (Sterne und Balken)A Poem by John Sullivanwhat's to writeofcompassion?you knowthe timeshave gotafashionkidsstill sleepinthecampsthiscorrectivecollectiveofamillion"Mein Kampfs"wood and nailcros.. |
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SurrenderA Poem by John Sullivanburning brighteach a candle in the night...what secrets are their to findhidden in Al-Aqsa mind...Torah's yokeorwooden crossiron nailsandsilver's dros.. |
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Blue Moon PassingA Poem by John Sullivanblue moonpassinga fieldforthrashinga timeforfastingno moretwo heartsaskingsorrowscollapsingvoices singingfromascoreit's love'staskingfeelingslastingli.. |
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Untitled #5A Poem by John Sullivansomewherea manwalksacross the roomjust tobanghisheadagainst thedoorand liestherecondemnednakedandshiveringon the floorbrickbybrickbuild that staircase.. |
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Untitled #4A Poem by John Sullivanis itthehourortheage?knowall thingspasstime turnsitspagelikethe worksofOzymandiasnothing besidewillremainit's the calendar that sneers in cold command.. |
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J.D. VanceA Poem by John SullivanA love letter... |
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"The Demon-Haunted World..."A Story by John Sullivan"I have a foreboding of an America in my children's or grandchildren's time --when the United States is a service and information economy; when .. |
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AmericaA Poem by John Sullivangive meyourtiredyour pooryour huddled masseswordsforgottensomewhere there is a manlyingonthefloordispossessedmisbegottenI can seeI can see very wellth.. |
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IfA Poem by John SullivanThee mighty Rudyard Kipling... |
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AncientA Poem by John Sullivanthe ancient childsohighandwildshe's a girlwholivesinspringI'm ajunkmanwhocansingselling by the poundgarden soilwithagrinwhileshe livesin summer'sshine.. |
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