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 Love me for, That moment. When, you are mine. Not, for the morrow. Nor, the memory. But for the moment When we are entwined. When two... [read more] |
 ~Return~ When dead, if I must return, it would be nice to do so as a rock about the size of a Volkswagen, snug on a soft roll of foot... [read more] |
 If you had told me this is how love would begin, I would have laughed in your face until spit flew; it's absurd, the way we began to hang on... [read more] |
 Walk on it, if dare is day's order, if too much air surfing is night's offal, as if a famed entity passed the eye's corner and swift-... [read more] |
 عندك وقت احكي معك أنا كنت.. كل الوقت.. عم اسمعك و لا معي بيبقا الحكي متل اللي داخل معركه تقلي كلامي بيوجعك وخوفي اذا ما حكيت تع... [read more] |
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. Sandburg's dead is existential past like a silent culling, a finality remembered in the chipped stone of 21 centuries, the com... [read more] |
 What astonishing news the morning brings that what through the night was only adorned with silver strings in the morn, oh what a sight now s... [read more] |
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It happens every year around this time…when I place upon my head…my old Christmas stocking cap…which happens to be red. ... [read more] |
 you know, you know, you never know how things will turn out you never know what’s gonna happen It’s all a mystery to us mere mortal h... [read more] |
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One thing that seems crystal clear about this nation these days is that people like to complain. Everyone wants to whine about... [read more] |
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To turn from Christ's love with willful rejection; to seek, rather, your own Christ-less direction will bring to you, in time, ultimate sham... [read more] |
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Letters and numbers, from your experience of the concentration camp's cruelty became your literary identity by which you conveyed the horrif... [read more] |
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[for Cerulean] The churn of fusion in the sun's seething core produces the light and warmth that is the sustenance of life on earth. ... [read more] |
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Circlets of pleasure, disks of delight: sensation surges through them on wave or ripple, stirred by a lover's kiss or caress that no inhibit... [read more] |
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And I miss it all I miss, a woman’s touch. That spark, that ignites a heart! Induces, feelings, of more…… Than, just love. An iridesc... [read more] |