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Nothing I submit
lays claim as original...
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There's a path
that meanders...
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I had no intention
nor desire to write today...
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In the silent watches of night,
my heart sank in subliminal depths...
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Autumn always found me
in pigtails, behind the moon...
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Its funny how it all began
He came on his strange animal...
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Don't drift
away from the...
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A daisy ring is a cirlce of
pedals counting 34, assorted...
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I do not know if when looking upon him
she sees the face of a man...
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There is nothing so perfect
as the bud before the bloom, nothing...
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In darkness, I thieve my
self...
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I dream of fluffy, pillowy pancakes
mounding on my rather half-eaten plate...