Ampere Poems - Poems about Ampere

...The haunted train of Schwenksville After dark every Halloween since living social in Perkiomen Valley for seven long years, a shrill whistle train whistle (often compared to the sound of a bi......

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...She discovered why he smiles so pleasantly towards her. But she couldn't allow him to think anything permanent or futuristic. simply due to her lack of not being anywhere attracted to him. His......

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...If hurt was a man that man could have been me If hurt had a face that could have been mine When I look into the mirror The thing I see isn't me When I look into myself What I see is a stran......

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...I Write Wits Psalm Burning Desire... Why? To escape livingsocial, and negate mine birth figuratively, knowingly, and precariously, I nightmarishly perch teeter tottering atop ......

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...We dance the confines of our far apart as though the distance was a normal thing of cages now estopping lumens' touch in empires of imperial decree where lawful ownership is thus allowed of ge......

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