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Last night I witnessed yon Lady Luna
Atop stars amidst dance with Orion.
I found myself glancing to Fortuna,
And asking how much money 'twas to buy..
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Homeless and wandering little lad
Weary of body but tuxedo clad.
Little Ollie who came from nowhere
Drenched in snow with bugs in his hair.
His ..
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There you are, my love, an impeccable time,
This terminal moment is now sublime.
Chilling winter air and soft crunch of snow
Shimmering stars showi..
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Venture deeper, for the cave makes life writ
Cacophonies echoing from cracks in a fire pit,
Screaming damnable gusts in that dredge
Mud, grime, slo..
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My favorite review paraphrased as a haiku.
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Merry Christmas morn
That tragedy of my youth.
Where’d the magic go?
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A poem inspired by rap.
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How I adore when the night becomes day,
But the witching hour is my favorite time to stay,
When the electric chills tickle my fingers,
When that sp..
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I used to walk in the darkAlong the shore of a pondSearching around that parkFor a soul to share a bond.But I only caught the sightOf my reflection on..
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Night skies gently waft over the world before me
And cooling, calming darkness fills my room.
I crawl under covers and wonder what I will see
When ..
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