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There was a time when the sky was blue,
the air was clear and the dams were full...
Go find for me in all of botany;
The rarest rose amidst the sweetest mire...
by - Mr. Darcy
Why did the rain fall sting on all my days
and why did branded skin refuse to heal...
by Larry Chamberlin
Lucid thinking doesn't always
mean you display the lighthouse...
by Poet on the Piano
You are the water, I am the land.
Boats sneak past your conscious...
It is not the pale moon that brought you here
nor the longing for a sober night. There is...