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The sky at night:
punctured by countless pinheads.
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The merchant turns his age-old street-lamp on
and it casts its shadows, but the sky is still a sea.
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A lover is like a bra:
They support you when you need it,get access to your private parts, and it's comfortable when they wrap their arms around you.
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Last Tuesday a man stood outside my living-room window.
He was there for 45 minutes.
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Attempt to emulate Gerard Manley Hopkins
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A green rustic glade, with leaning,
mossy old trees, their boughs shading
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Ha! Pithy Spirit of Gravity.
You little leaden gremlin.
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A breath of flame left the brave warriors dead.
A mound of scorchéd bones and melted swords and steel.
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A huge metal machine,
built from a thousand different parts.
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The relaxed murmur of the restaurant perfectly complimented the gentle golden hue of the sun as it sank below the rippling Mediterranean sea. Dave was late, but
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Her black dress and sunken breast.
Her bony arm.
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The hurt Aeneas had caused would sting
her thoughts like the spines of a porcupine
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I went down to look,
and there was John Paul
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Clouds drifting by,
confused children
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It sounds like a sea of scarlet wine.
Soft waves ripple across the surface.
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"My men! My brave and dauntless men!
The gods themselves would quake before you.
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Neptune is slowly rising
out of the sea.
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The castle cracks, crumbles and collapses.
The dark and dank walls are falling.
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I put the cup back down.
A bitter taste was lingering.
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He sat in his dingy room, pondering at his desk,
with a small blue cloud hovering just out of his sight,
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I could only hear my breath.
Then the sound of the wind.
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The towering walls of the valley
framed in black the sky at night.
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A wolf is howling far away.
The moon is glowing white tonight
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I feel that eyes are watching me,
and through the dirty streets I move.
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We had walked all day.
Columns of trees towered
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That night, below the moon
The child was out alone.
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It is soothing to see the sun set,
As it drifts under the cover of the sea.
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An arguement as to why competition beats cooperation.
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I rest beside some graves with breeze around me.
A cloudless sky is shining cold and brightly.
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The cooling breeze ebbs over my skin,
and in my leafy shade I rest.
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