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I feel fulfilled today as I
come out of an idle life of luxury...
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He used to tread lightly as if
walking on concrete, barefoot...
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Where has my imagination gone?
It used to be like bees...
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The inner life of an old man
You have no concept of my thoughts...
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O' turn the sun to where she now resides;
That here be dark, and there she's cast in full...
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My lady is the moon upon my night;
The dark is far less dark around her eye...
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Our paths cross again when we meet in the town
From the thousands of people that are all around...
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The mental blackout curtains,
the heavy, wet fabric laid on my cerebellum...
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The nights seem so long
a clock on the wall is moving slow...
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I am pretty.
By most conventional understanding, that’s me...
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my heart is full tonight,
for I have been loved by a poet...
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After a bite of confectious marriage,
love left a bitter flavor on the edge of your...