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Due to the fact I have never loved…
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Soar
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There’s something about your smile…
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Completely
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Your Beauty
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Lizard People
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A Limerick
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Simply Beautiful
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Blackstone Beer
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Greed, a Sonnet
There’s something creeping through the town tonight A presence that is alien to me. Alive or dead, It causes such a fright. And leaves one thinking existentially. A possessive demon capturing the hearts And lungs and penetrating to the minds. A demon that seems engineered to start To maim or kill or elsehow leave you…
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To Many People:
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Apocalypse? Now.
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Men in Black
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Whom?
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Space is Not a Vacuum
