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Blue Midnight,
captures stardust - sleepwalking...
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Never seen myself to
be swapped with a lady...
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How trite it would taste
if I begin to paint you in blue and white...
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I'm afraid that I can't
write love poems...
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How was I to know
that you would remain...
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Cabeza:*
"We are the hollow men...
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I am from the olden days
from common sense...
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Like the pooling of the tides,
brutal waters advance and retreat...
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Leisurely she wanders
tiptoeing, gallivanting and...
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"He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest...
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My mind; a highway
bearing hosts of arrivals...
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Soaring among the mellow dreams,
in shades of pink and red they gleam...