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I am not a critter just a dedicated twitter
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I twitter on a morning, I twitter at night you will find loads of information at your first sight
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The storms do not discriminate nor does the passage of time
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Good night from the land of poets
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Wandering through haze of broken dreams
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Breached not, for you watch over your reassuring words, I hear
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An Aureate symbol of true love shared
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Rectal bee sting below my wing
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Glacially she stands as a benumbed iceberg
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Surrounded by ultramarine This magnetic spiritual being
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Memorisation bathed in mauve this aliform creature soothes
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She roves the pond of memories unaccompanied in floating dreams
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The lids don’t deceive where the people do
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Ever steadfast in thoughts, so firm with their stance
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A cave to you, a manse to me
as my thoughts comfort,
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This poem I write comes straight from the heart music that comes from my bottom, is called a fart
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Lambent she stood before,
with arms Outstretched
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Blazing destruction of gallant citizenry Needless lives and hopes blasted
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Redolent ambience befalls fervent, my hands bind
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I walk in the position
of men before me
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His manus outreach
a limpet for life
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Scads of tears Each incision made
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Burden with too much responsibility don’t face this with angry hostility
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When she came in with painful knees, after x-rays, advice given to alleviate the
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Arse slipping, sludgy city stopping, stranding material Heat energy using, Wellington boot charring, path clearing
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I’m feeling sensitive, too much sometimes
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I have forgotten my money I can not buy a round
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Standing immobilised by the apparition
this spine tingling spectral vision
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Her dimorphic resplendence for this most enchanting place
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Tarnish not our love, on this clinquant day
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Ihre Liebe ist, wie Ein großer Apfelkuchen den
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His earnest feelings emerged Heart palpitating, mouth sere
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My hands are my vessel to drink at the stream
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