Actual Poems - Poems about Actual

Axion, gone actual? Energy low? Mass? Sing within us all, moon full! Shine in colored casse... Opopanax, gears a-grim? Young people these days! Teeter on the crater's rim? Success always pays. Tamarisk tree, waking up. Dreams from this one fly! Covenant of drinking cup? Do not deign to die... Squirrel in deepest burrow? Not this day, O my friend! Fields with salt a-furrow! Broken past the bend! Winter snow, thy undertow. Cold,...

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Original Sin is not the only kind of sin There is another kind called Actual Sin Which we ourselves commit Actual Sin is any willfull thought Desire Word Action Or omission Forbidden by the law of Eternal God There are 2 kinds of Actual Sin Mortal Sin And Venial Sin Mortal Sin is a grievous offense against the law of Eternal God It is a grievous offense because...

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Without foundation no creation from clay and lime the glory shine In eyes I see What's in heart for me go gather gladly the sun shines friendly My time to smile they have signed the file a long time awaited justice rated I give a star so shiny for Victory a race my own. I gained the crown! ...

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When the tree bears its fruit It produces rare resources Should I start counting? When capital is accumulated It manufactures wealth Should I start saving? The wonders of the world, As money falls into your pocket An accomplishment has been made Is this money enough? As the knowledge becomes noticeable An achievement has occurred Is it what I deserve? Secrecy of the world, When...

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a knotted... in-a-tall-act you all know... be as until-actually... in-a-tell-act you will... see through... and-tell-actual intelligence... stan sand ...

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looking at the water with less money than i had before thinking about the latest person that was blessed with a lucky scratcher i look down at my lunch i look in the armrest compartment at my work badge i look at the interior of my old lady faithful that i just had repaired i think about my blessed mobility and...

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This actual poet writes me silly poems. He's there and I can't explain it. A lifetime of experience and things lived I only imagine and this actual, famous, poet writes me silly poems. I wonder why me?? Why is he wasting time with me? This sapient, hopelessly encouraging, ego-boosting poet who writes me silly poems. It's confusing. My mind paints countless canvases...

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rumanative & ancient in gathering skies ...

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Hello love Thanks so much For the new shoes You've got me Walkin' in You know they say you can't Judge a person Til you've walked a mile In theirs My new ones fit just fine Along with my new life You have made me believe Again In myself I love how you love me And I am waiting patiently On everything to come together I have finally found you After all...

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i ching and the tao the opposites and between chaos and order...

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You are beautiful We've loved having you But you will never see us again. You were our everything You were the only one But you will never see us again. We have to leave you now We hope life works out for you But we will never see you again....

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Empirical, Actual and Real Trump never heard of anything empirical; He is very verbose about it and hysterical; Well defined; Not his mind, And missing in vocabulary is actual and real. Jim Horn I think all that Trump is doing is providing a tinsey iddy bitty more information from his tinsey iddy bitty brain for Saturday Night Live....

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unidentified never to be found mysterious trace evidence unsourced so not a soul will see to view a preferably maintained crime is harder than it seems hired gun dressed up in workers dress seems to all ways to look the best take your time no one will see your real job is to quietly end me... ...

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Before all others! Oh those who are perusing! Benjamin Franklin To know who should be the head, Who is the actual tail?...

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Paranormal visions of flying unicorns with wild and supreme handsomeness, give a boost to my conscious animus... asserting my manhood in every sense. Then anima makes her appearance, and dreams change color and shape; the feminine aspect of sensibility transforms my ego once so untamed, so fearless of phantoms that cringed. I shiver more than an helpless woman who covers her hears not to...

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