Rousingly Poems - Poems about Rousingly

... My sleep breaks every morning when I hear the first chatter of a couple of playful pigeon, from their nest made outside the window near, I know it’s time to get up, take the new day on. I s......

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... My sleep breaks every morning when I hear the first chatter of a couple of grey pigeon, from their nest made outside the window near, I know it’s time to get up, take the new day on. I see ......

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...On an empty page, my quill Does not sit to quench Its thirst to lessen this quandary To let, nay make, quintessential Inroads, biding thy quiver Of lexiconical bolts; queuing And firing for......

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