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drag the grab bag of chants and phrases
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Prism points in Fairy tale tremors of
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some days seem better than others
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whirs in purrs of slush and silence
a mind at rest is never heard
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life may be the
slow dance of decay
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Be warned. Short story, not a poem. Feedback appreciated.
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APTP--Wish me luck and give me a cookie :)
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APTP
New School Productions Presents Part 3
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APTP
New School Procuctions presents Part 2
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Bless this food and us who eat it
Creamed spinach says we're gonna need it
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the lilacs danced near brick paint walls
in a plaster of pretend masonry
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There is no voice without an ear
Nor precious stone in silenced fear.
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orbits lost in journeys of the sun
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such a brief trip between the get and the go
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she passed like a shadow of silk
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A father's arm is not too short When we are found in need.
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Don't call me Alice Because I dream.
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There was a land where children played
In multicolored skin
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Spam me this and Riddle me that.
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it's a must
to discuss amid
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watermelon smiles in buckets of jasmine
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Moonrise
Falls on ending,
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hypocrisy that is my own don't blame my Saviour, please
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Trampled on by social grace,
Kindness lost in empty space,
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Last night there came a raging wind In gusts of pouring rain.
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Thank you to the people Who take the time to read.
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Oh, the whining and the moaning. Harmony of chaos
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When I am not cliche You usually don't get it.
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The only poem wasted
Is the one left unwritten.
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lost somewhere
between tie dye and polyester
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