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with trials we meet
those hard to overcome
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sifting moonlight
and soft summer sounds
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in the land below a man collects firewood
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air weaves between wood sticks and mask the sun behind the clouds
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In this modern day We are thankful to the gods
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Her eyes whispered in silence as it curved in blush
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a cerulean sky
caputured the fish swimming
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facing a myraid
more of a bungalow in
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turbulent tempest our inner life based upon
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through bare winter trees
the haloed moon, wearily,
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From the shelve-top horse
all stained in pewter case
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behind a curtain your beauty mesmerize all
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quietly aching
sheer sad hopelessness rising
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au tréfonds des bois in deep dark woodlands
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a chrysalis eyes
in pyrrhic motion sought all
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connections meeting
where once stood deep boundaries
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Under the feet
Of the walking strangers
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beyond the forest where nooks dimmer along caves
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a spring younger mark larking in the shadows dark
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Water falls
like clouds on land
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rolling tumbleweed leaves scattered by the wind
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pink primrose blossoms
unwrap shyly its petals
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She sucks cocks by
The see sure
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formation of dust
among the land awaiting
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while restless sea roars
angry ripples crash wildly
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a new beginning burning bridges
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A single pink thread
strays from the chrysanthemum
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My absolution
Sanity tipping the scales
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The void screams its rage
I am so numb, lost and cold
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The hollow man wakes
Alone in the world once more
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The toymaker weeps
His treasured doll lies broken
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soft white tender bed
where snow angels soundly sleep
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treading on light’s beams
destiny’s path is followed
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