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Title |
Content |
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They keep the way closed. |
they rejoiced the blocks insulated... |
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wake music |
All the mirrors were covered
spirits under... |
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Birth Night |
my perfect storm, I know. I know you! to... |
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NorthograpSyche |
“You’ll be connected to it like never... |
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pretend friends to you |
I was just wondering if any of you ever put... |
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laugh at misfortune |
"I'm in agony!"
preceding its burning... |
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IN THE WHAT’S TO COME |
I’ve cried thy fingers FROM OF all I own, of... |
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I am away at parade. |
I am away at parade.
Who is wearing... |
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All the petty Leos |
Those two of this tavern are still,... |
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Who are they but thieves holding me, a crucifixo |
Who are they but thieves holding me, a... |
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In the day dream |
THERE it is. It is there! In Friends!... |
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July flaked opening. |
Here is my fake smile. God to God
who,... |
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to chain or not |
I've crushed against it until the slam of it... |
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death to rote |
On the silk road we went
to Canterbury... |
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go Farther in New – Z land looking in at my Father’ Spy Glass |
Go Farther in New – Z land in my Father’... |
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Shoot ME, THE WRITER |
a band apart's-heid
Rich listening here... |
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Country road home from West Virginia |
Bottle or notebook that floats out to kettle... |
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Bone house by the lake. |
Going my way come on in and save... |
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Me and my charmed Lands |
remain with me as anything but... |
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Manic Bunny and Bear become somber |
1:16 p.m. 23.4 degrees requiem
once in a... |
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Only in thee, bye and bye |
How do I forgive you, move me
Your Reeds... |
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you do the math |
Georgia O'Keeffe once asked
What have I... |
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Choose me feet : forget my trapeasy |
As-Salaam-Alaikum, peace - peace... |
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Harness Summer |
Harness drag me out of bed to the... |
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Chair spring you are an old rattle |
Chair spring you are an old rattle, ... |
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“SINIJ PLATOCHECK,” IS A BLUE KERCHIEF |
“Sinij Platocheck,” is a blue kerchief... |
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may you never fail |
How far back does this thing of me go... |
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her calming influence |
Her calming influence
childhood... |
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on the plaque she held -she wrote: please help |
where is the someone
that stands on... |
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East to west and west to east christmas looks rather empty |
East to west and west to east... |
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Spelling Bob to the wind in my brother's keep |
Spelling Bob to the wind in my brother's... |
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pilgrims road race to holy family be |
pilgrims road race to holy family be
a... |
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for Give |
For give
to the deer last night on... |
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Is Good dead friends a tour de force |
Is Good dead friends a tour de force
four... |
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Do you fight in my Heart of the West. |
Do you fight in my Heart of the West?
In a... |
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On tambur drums snows are falling |
On tambur drums snows are falling
early... |
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the grass on the hill |
Quilting and stitching I feel me... |
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swallow hill |
backward soul arrive longer than I... |
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To Lynette |
As a Dane archer by the woods
Mourn for... |
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Born Feet First |
Amongst the old tree farms with fallen... |
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Speedos Grinding |
Q? on the issue and the vote, if to govern... |
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The Sting of Swords |
The sting by these words
Vice and... |
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The last days beating |
In the Ammo’s Grist find this back... |
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jeru Salem |
In thy City of light, a King’s sword of... |
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The Morning Air |
I’ve been a crane at poor St. Richard’s ... |
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Tulips that rise in Blood |
of the flowers youth, Katayoun write in your... |
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Ruined Room for Rent |
Dear Satan,
Concerning the room for... |
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Ruins |
Highway star
Hells hunger tells of a... |
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Saved |
In the dark, I look for it
since I lost my... |
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All Cherokee Knife |
deliver time sideways twistinghand
what... |
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American Kestrel |
This way back
look down at that roadside... |
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In Plain Sight |
Logan, Slave 21 Why did you run?
said the... |
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Swastika |
Red,
your flowers are upon the paved stones... |
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Scattering |
from your many portraits
any kind will... |
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Lana's Mine |
Deep inside you and around me,
You ran... |
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Muse to a Maypole |
Subtlety, loosened canons cash
lost... |
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Looking for the next Mona Lisa |
Portrait of youth, emerging, through this... |
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the last Stimulus |
From my forbearance, and failure
of warm... |
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throughout it we missed this round |
How handsome
licking the plates running... |
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an Ode to the ending badly |
Where under the Bayreuth, villains reason... |
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Who is Phaedra reincarnate |
Finally it is read allover
under your... |
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Phaedra Antoinette operatics |
in Act 1 in a darkness breakdown with the... |
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After blue oysters |
if you're already gone
and can't relax... |
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GreyGooseDuck |
(There are no real worlds here just... |
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the untruncated body |
It came again last night, saw it again I did... |
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rivers skinned |
the body becomes red hot...
knows how much... |
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flame broiled potato fields |
Machina veil an :( perfect sting
will find... |
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Meethryl |
For my girl way out West,
wearin such... |
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landskin |
nevermore pounds of flesh we waked traveling... |
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I am an Island |
As you ‘round the reef
with... |
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I am an Island |
Peace... |
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One Red Sky |
What’s so easy it seems
not’s so easy to... |
