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What happened to my little boy
With his mischievous grin...
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My deepest thoughts,
unveiled the suffering...
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Four women in a school thick with children
chat over their ripening stomachs about...
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In the depths of azure of my mystical dream
The warm summer winds that pull me downstream...
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Crawling across the cement then
spindling from a web of...
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Naked, bare, a mere tree stands waiting
as the sun sets, bringing a moonless night...
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I sing of heroes.
Of Achilles and Patroclus...
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I liked it better when
you didn't exist and I could...
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With romance scripted
in emotive expressions...
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Ripples in a stream
created by the subtle...
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Havoc, why do you stomp so readily
On the lives of the innocent man...
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To eat the first mango of Spring,
we walked to the park...