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Land of Sleepers

In land of sleepers they do not wake
Dreams trap them in like a spider’s web
Eye lids close;
A placid face in peaceful rest… 41 more words

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I Could Be Anything [Revison]

I could be anything you want me to be.
I could be the sun shining its warmth upon you
Or I could be the cold wind against your face. 89 more words

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Freedom Lost

Wings clipped
Placed in cage
Bars surround all around
No escape can be found in theses walls
Freedom of flight lost forever
No feel of wind betwen feathers… 17 more words

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Dog Lament On Humid Walk

Infernal heat I want to bark at you
Alas, all I can do now is pant
As my furry coat sweats on humid day
Paws on concrete are hot… 35 more words

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Routine Before Sleep

The day is folding into darkness
Lights extinguish to dark rooms
All but one remains near bed
Outside door locked tight against the night
One final door shut to let me sleep tonight… 27 more words

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The Glosa Brook

By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
— The Brook by Lord Alfred Tennyson… 279 more words

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Where Sand And Ocean Meets

Cool waves lap against my feet
Sand pools around my ankles
Gritty sand seeps through toes
I am held fast by the current
Sand retreats back into ocean… 39 more words

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