Handgrip Poems - Poems about Handgrip

...The Magic Of The Oak (Part 1 of 4) A Green and White Production The tree near my wall has a door, very small When I'm flat on my tummy I see A handgrip in brown A mail......

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...EXISTENCE is compatible with chaos. The chaos’ time is never to be lost whilst being an unconscious step towards more steps. It fits extremely with tiredness, while a wild fantasy drives body and......

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...She was walking naked On the river bank And in her hand holds the revenge dagger for honor Ah! If she knows How this dagger screams? In her pregnant hand with ignominy But what is the avail of that? ......

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...She was walking naked On the river bank And in her hand holds the revenge dagger for honor Ah! If she knows How this dagger screams? In her pregnant hand with ignominy But what is the avail of that? ......

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...CLEAR VISION In a distant crowd innumerable Our friends - like stars - look rather similar. Their very sameness seems immutable: Bland and unused days on our calendar. Some dimly fill the ni......

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