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and the people
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god, they
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ITS HERE, COME AND READ IT!!!
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Broken soul,
With everything gone.
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Rob the grave,
Without restrain.
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Lost in my life,
Don't know what to do.
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MORE and MORE
Still not enough
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is but the ways of the winged conspire
i hadn't seen for my greedy desire
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A chilled breeze blew through
The alley near our sanctuary
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Paws strike over the forest floor, / A rolling thunder of claws and teeth. / Tails whip into the leaves, / And the baying of the hounds gro
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If I splintered into a shock of shimmering stars
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I never slept in Kensington with its precipitant sun,
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Pulled by the tide, / He flails his bony legs / And snaps his serrated claws, / Useless against the ceaseless waves. / The jagged edge of his shell catches strands of emerald weeds, / As he struggles to latch onto a
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He stretches to the leaves, / His neck long and limber, / Painted spots of brown / Flecking the golden throat. / Ears flicking, he curves his neck, / His height warning away / Even the cats of the night, /
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Chip, chip, chip. / Day after day, / The light sounds, / Short, impatient sounds, / Of the chisel, / Scratching at granite / Or white marble. / Flecks of stone / And rock dust / Choke the air, / As leather
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He pushes the plough forward, / The steel grating against rocky soil, / But he does not yield, / His dogs lunging forward, / Driving his oxen. / The sun beats down as he pushes forth, / As his plough pushes t
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You lower your head, / Your ridged horns exposed, / Pawing the ground and raising a cloud of dust, / Snorting viciously for emphasis. / Unpredictable, we don’t know when / You will charge, or if you will; / Y
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