Best Landslides Poems

We often like singing, to landslides of roses, and no one cares. 
This worlds almost over, so hard to stay sober, when you're not there.

 For time will tell your fortunes fail, when you breathe my name, so call on those who care for you, as your...

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If there were no compassion for Donald Trump,
then he would not be where he is right now.

So, what would it mean to bury U.S. Trumpism,
not with the condemning verdict of not worthy
but rather worthy of better treatment
than to further empower ecopolitics of competition over cooperation,
as...

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