Beginnings and endings
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Start at the very end, Trip with the greatest band, Feelings that never die, Arms that can make you fly.
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(Kiriwana! -glomps- Hi! Hi! Hi! Great poem!! -huggles to defffers-) Flying high in the sky, No one quite knows why, that can make me so happy, How it can make me free.
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Free me c word instantly constantly plea that we be.
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Be what you want, Don't be what you're not, Fight to please only yourself, And be the best self.
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The_Fool:
man oh man has this thread changed from a sentence to a set of poems that I am here rearranged in attendance forums in our homes man oh man the words I type flow not as well as yours flows these words need kneeding ())indeed
(Indeed indied, in cried, in revived I am alive) ((and to continue)) Self stayed health made wealth paid stealth laid.
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Laid in love.
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Lovely raindrops falling down, Soaring down to the ground, The sun peeked behind the clouds, Getting lost in all the crowds....
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Getting lost in all the crowds The smell of chestnut hits my nose On the corner, man's playing Pan Pipes Selling CD's, cool I'll take one of those
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Those that speak the truth, Never get a chipped tooth, 'Cause they learned to live and love, Will anyone care for me, the dove?
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Dove dove delicatly downward sound the word however absurd love is the word wired bird uncaged and truely heard.
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Heard throughout my whole mind, What could we possibly find? A crumpled shirt, a dusty hat, But there may be something, under that mat.... (Treasure hunting!!)
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Treasure hunting in the sand A beautiful shell, A small claw from a crab Lacey seaweed, Sifting through tan, brown and black Tiny grains of sand?.. millions of specks Rolling in the waves Like stars in the sky Floating in time Crystalline gemstones
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Gemstones damn dem stones diamands do send tones.
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Tones set free By musician?s fingers Pressing the piano key The music lingers After they have gone After they have left They have withdrawn Of hope bereft
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Bereft bereave together we cleave. (familial weave in patch work).
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Work is strive struggle sweat and toil When your job is not one you love Daily thoughts of a better way A job I loved, for that I pray A wicked boss, she is quite cross Flies around upon her broom Her wicked grin, and so much glee Spreading anguish, despair and doom SURRENDER DOROTHY is her message, with flying monkeys that are going to get us "You must suffer" is her decree
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Decree me not unhappiness suddenly sullenly fair paradventure we share something a pair and cunningly a dare.
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A dare, Ensnare the velvet french hare Toboggan snow sloggan' fall down on your noggin' Did not see the white hare in the snow the bump a thump kerflump what a scare
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Scare my heart, Make me start, Wheelin' away, What a day.
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Day in da drought pebble pebble and I"m out!