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The roar

The roar, the roar, the pounding of the waves upon the shore. The rise, the fall, the white horses so beautiful at the top of the waves, both large and small, and the roar, the roar as the waves crash down, upon the sand and the shore, oh, I hope they do, forevermore, because how…

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The rapes of mankind

The rapes of mankind what sick evil villinerary is this, that inflicts so much damage and ravages the body, the heart and the mind, and how could anyone be so cruel, and how could anyone be so depraved, and how could anyone do such a despicable thing, with no conscience at all, repeating it over…

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The rain

The rain runs down the window, down the windowpane, the rain, yes, the tears of billions, the tears of billions from years of pain, rain mixed with joy, and happiness never forgotten, of which some keep to themselves in quiet refrain, and oh, what a wonder it is, the water of life, and the emotions…

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The pictures in the gallery

The pictures in the gallery, you will not understand them all, and though long may you ponder, at what they mean, and though the time may pass, in the house of the living and the dead, and amongst the artists one and all, so sublime is the skill that they have and have had, now,…

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The path

The path, the lonely path, walking quietly upon it with an empty heart, as the birds do sing, and the breeze whistles through the leaves, how uncertain the footsteps are after a broken heart, and how fractured the mind it is, and filled with such bitterness and such darkness, yes, how dark it is with…

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The order of life

In the order of life, such chaos permeates the air, and with no rhyme or reason why, except the false realities created by humanity, with which we cage ourselves in, and hinder progress and advance nowhere, the order of life it is far too complex, and if we simplified things, how much finer would life…

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The night has fallen

The night has fallen, but what is it to be, do you step out into the moonlight, the moonlight so bright, with the air so fresh and clean, and will you venture forth, venture forth, seeking company, or will you seek solace alone? Maybe you will sit in a bar, wherever that may be, because…

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The moon

The moon is out, the moon is out, the moon is bright and hanging there in the blue sky, and amidst the clouds scattered here and there, I wonder at it and with it before me, there is great inspiration before my eyes, before my eyes, and I wonder how it is held there, how…

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The moment

The moment, the moment of momentum, from no speed, and then into take off and speeds as fast as I can recall, how incredible it is this feeling, this feeling as we fly across the sky, and what a technological marvel it is, to accomplish such a task of creation, to enable us to be…

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The jangle of keys

The jangle of keys, a man with a disease, a man with urgency, a man hustling a prospective tenant from the street, a man trying to avoid the resurrected mutated teradactyls, the mutated teradactyls that fly so high, and that pick on pedestrians with ease, the mutated teradactyls that eat pedestrians flesh so happily, there…

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