Reproductions Poems - Poems about Reproductions

...colour supposed recorded experienced with vibrations of pleasure surrounded in textured frescos conceived as fantastic reproductions in my mind ......

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...We are among the beautiful people of the world. Red and yellow, black, brown and white, we are All precious in His sight Jesus loves the little Children of the world. Suffer the little children ......

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...{EXTRA PRODUCTIONS} Dedicated predestination escapades Celestial especially preresequites Difiniti extro-skeletons mini+thins Cherry skoal impeding doom death throes Throwing caution to the w......

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...My father died when I was seven. Like a girl in a museum I'm drawn to his pictures - those inadequate reproductions hypnotize me What can pictures give? Coal-blue eyes, a knowing look. They exi......

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...Communion does not approach dawn to vilify our most public egotistic victims and predators. Who would it help to dismiss, with terrifying labels, iconic reproductions of sacred history? But......

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...TESTING THE EDGE unsheathed razorsharp doubledged crimsonbled dark holes feed blue moles underneath dirt they skirt claws braced throats cursed testing the edge in mythical madde......

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...An artificial intelligence dominates the nasty minds of the inferior. Brought in by the more nightmarish superior. This is the new age of a mindful dilute. An entitled hype has come true for those wh......

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...There is no pain that is unaccompanied by light blinding or translucent like seeing the sun through a flame or another's petite morte as you climax, and heap in rubbled bodies, others cast in panop......

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...Antiques and Other Lies By Elton Camp In the antique store, you had better beware Often, it’s just used items being sold there By all of the experts we are firmly told To be antique, it must......

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...As light envelopes the eastern sky And scatters in all directions Darkness is born within the light In the form of soulless reflections The light commands the darkness To hide upon the ground And to......

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...In the beginning there was none Not a cloud, not a sound , not a flaming star above Only a soul, My God so I was told. ......

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