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Poetry is my way of sharing
The images of life I see reflecting...
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What under heaven is life worth
If great ideas do not give birth...
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My aim:
To carefull state the facts...
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What really is life's leaven
Should not be to us so strange...
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To soar the sky on feathered wings
Drifting amoung translucent clouds...
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At the end of time
When earth's story is written...
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All things do men yearn
What hands cannot earn...
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I sat beside the placid stream
(How surface smooth a stream...)
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Dust to dust
Earth to earth...
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The other night with thoughts, alone
I set out on a panth of stone...
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If it doesn't improve
The human condition...
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From where?
It has to come
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Events, as often they will show,
Produce the food on which we grow...
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What then,
If not to be?
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Confession may be good for soul
And help the weak at heart to grow...
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'Tis painfully sweet
What its done to me,...
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Shes sleek, shes chic
She is unique...
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Mankind is human
Is mankind not?...
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Hel Fire, Hades, Second Death
Should be enough to scare the breath...
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Descendng from an icy past
With fresh, pure nature of its own...
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The place that I had left
So I could endless roam
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The shortest path
Between two points...
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Over?
Above all else
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