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Only birds move now.
Hopping the dirt, searching forby juvetrent 6 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 1 11:46 PM 2007 -
Like a metallic Lazarus
it would creak and groan and snap -
by juvetrent 3 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 29 7:18 PM 2005. In Contemporary
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The crack of an M-16,
A shout, another volley returned, -
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The phantom Train- is passing by-
The amber Lights- they catch my Eye- -
Sunset-
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Rolling green hills
Tender mist -
When Michael Jordan was a boy,
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Is that a grin breaking on his tortured lips?
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Soft hands
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Alone, a thought of you has come to pass
The feeling tender, windswept sands of heart,
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