Wooled Poems - Poems about Wooled

...In the beginning this boat was bare, Greenest with infant's sinless stare; Before soles more selfish than sane Had trodden its dreary derelict main. First to blacken its still-tiptop form ......

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...in the fragility of dreams lies their opportunity to chose between the royal road to consciousness and a random clutter of misfiring synaptic transmission cotton wooled clouds harvest......

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...Every February fourteenth, (reference Gregorian Calendar see High Middle Ages his Saints' Day) which combs thee day after morrow aye decree Tweedledum and Tweedledee mine near one and same m......

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...Am I safe? Do I matter? Are we safe? Do we matter? Am I sustainably healthy? Do I resonantly matter enough? to survive win/lose evolutionary assumptions about history, to thrive within wi......

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