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StrokesA bird rests its wings / On the thin disfigured fingers of / The trees branches / Reaching ever so h
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Old Wooden BoatsLet’s go to the docks where the wooden boats rest / With fine-aged grooves that wrinkle their flesh
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Love, Old Friends & Pesos**I was down on my luck** and had not returned to my job nor had any notion of returning again. I ha
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A Lesson In ArcheryMy luck with the arrow / Is not my love for the bow / When you lay down beside / And are arching lik
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BasorexiaBeneath the woven moonlight / And the glistening lapidary against the sapphire eve / Like ice-flakes
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Super Moon Lunar EclipseThe moon's a dying ember / This evening in late September / A dirty copper coin / Resting on her por
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First KissLove is a kiss you cannot betray / A fitting of the lips in such a way / And all the mistakes that h
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MaggieYour face is the moonshine / If the pillow were the blue of the ocean / And the shadows the dark of
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Candle-Lit NightsIt’s just another one of those candle-lit nights / From the outside looking in, everything’s all rig
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A Captains Introduction**After he caught his wife in bed with another man**, it took much discipline not to kill him. He ga
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