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for ever and everA Poem by T.H.the wheel is ugly and spiteful; the spokes - grandiose and dangerous. a gladiator? you are not. you are but a helpless lamb thrown into.. |
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Dear ListsA Book by Yel NabareteA compilation of unsent letters meant to express my unsaid warmth and sentiment to the world. |
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Extra Information, Loose Ends, and ClarificationA Chapter by SparksInTheNightThe state Leonard used to live in was called Macomica. It was very urbanized. It had a lot of manufacturing, textiles, stuff like that. Coralivia was .. |
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Always something more...A Poem by mnicorataThere is a time to be hereThere is a time that we giveThere is a time to just earnThere is a time that we liveThere is a time to be lovedThere is a ti.. |
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Another WorldA Poem by Jacques - iNkwireJust a poem about some other world where I'm able to be with someone whom I'm not in reality. |
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Una Mujer AsombrosaA Poem by Poet PittinixA Spanish love poem. |
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Socialite AwarenessA Poem by NoteworthyClink the flute Of opportunity Seize the kiss Enlightened Finish the glass Till the final drop Trickles down Your thirsty soul Gauge the lev.. |
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Lord and SaviorA Poem by LanaAnd for the things that liveShe holds so delicatelyThe universe slashes, slays and cuts mercilesslyThough we pray to be better beingsTo a Lord and Sav.. |
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Be not QuietA Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTimeAmbitious thoughts seeking community. Let me know what you think. |
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Putin and BidenA Poem by Poet PittinixThis is a humorous composition about two warmongers. |
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What Have We Become?A Poem by Abida~The world is not kind anymore |
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Daytime ChaosA Poem by Poetic BeautySometimes the world is too loud As chaos from noise consumes The air vibrates with mixtures Of congested sounds that vary Voices scatter across .. |
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W O R L DA Poem by Melinda McQueenW O R L D He set it in motion, Giving it His devotion. His perfect plan For sons of man. The world came into exist.. |
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To Supply Growth in a World in DeteriorationA Poem by SkyboundI was painting a picture the other day And for the fracture of a second I thought the painting was you That I had willed you back With the.. |
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