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There are things, Gaëlle, that are pretty good
Say hello to her mom every day,
Say hello to the nice weather vane,
Listen to the trains in the...

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 Equality 
  I am really sick and tired of living in disgrace 
Police officers killing people who they think are of an inferior...

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Extinction For Contest

Extinction is a word that no one really wants to hear
What celebrities wear, is what captures the publics ear.

Truth is often ignored, viewed...

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We live in a pluralistic world and society, 
Where there's many diverse groups: 
Different communities and religions -
About that you can't go through any hoops....

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There was a great businessman from Kyrgyzstan 
that earned money extremely fast,
gone far ahead from  Bill Gates, Donald Trumps and Lee Hant,
from Arabian sheikhs...

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Im in prison for commiting a crime
taking things that were not mine,
i went out into the general public,
and stole things from a random subject.
I hold...

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They said that it could not be done
They warned it would go wrong
Debates were held across the globe
Discussions tough and long

Science won with madcap plans
To...

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(1/18/13)

gone are the mom and pop stores that i once knew
candy stores , malt shops,newspaper and magazine stands too.
life was so much simpler then, you...

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on confessional summer streets of city
the heat scums in like a churlish treacle
in back of the five and dime bodies drift by
cotton barely captures their...

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We are losing a war with the earth, that we started
So many creatures becoming the dearly departed
Cut down so many trees, we're raising degrees
Throw some...

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I've got something wrapped 
around my finger
It's to remember my phones tapped
and to be wary of the stranger wanting only to linger

I've got a penny
for...

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Being the best means being different
So I grow bold as grow wisedom
Say its foolish to believe in fiction
And to put faith in religion, your decision
But...

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Shivers fall threw my body in oz
The doors were once thought to have locks
The unreachable stays in the distance
Scripts my peers had once written are...

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Cabin Fever door closes five dollars,
a-Bag Used Book Sale
Sunday, February 23, 2020
hence less than twenty four hours
before avid readers bewail
foregoing scampering across Hillandale
vital poetic proclamation

yours...

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Like concrete fingers, 
Stretching high,
So many jagged teeth,
Upon the sky.

Their electrical beacons,
Fill up the night,
With their vivid multi colours,
Shining very bright.

Old and new side by...

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