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But, ah, the styles and words that froth and swirl
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That’s all you want to do,
have fun -
Two brothers, tax collectors
their names printed on every check -
If blood could tell
why is it dancing with fate -
ALL THE POEMS IN THIS FOLDER ARE BY RAINE CAROSINby Carosin 9093 lines, on Mar 14 3:47 PM. In MOODS, MEMORIES, MADNESS, MIRACLES AND MEDITATION IN MOTIONLESS MEANDERINGS
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It was not contentment, which made me halt,
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In the world spinning
Rapid thoughts with no beginning -
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