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solitary-weaver
solitary-weaver
blog: smallverse.wordpress.com / Twitter: @solitaryweaver
Names and places dance along. A desire for anonymity, A desire for song. Empty verses that rhyme In my mind for none to find. Lost and found and lost again.
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 6:10 AM UTC
#1 Lost and found
And my solitude Beats me off my beatitudes Feeds me at all latitudes And then it passes like winterlude. Ah winterlude, it’s making me lazy! It runs and it screams through the night. And I see it again on this old skyline But when winter comes it’ll all be fine.
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
#21: Mussoorie Skyline Rag
Starry nights, neon lights, Purple sights, it’s all too bright! Can’t let the light in. It’s already too bright within. Shouldn’t let the fight kick in. It’s too late not to sin… No space for flight. But is there need to fight?
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
#20: Out by night
Break free from these verses. Feel free to go on. Feel the earth moving, And know the world is ending. And you know you want to Travel with her wide. Travel with her wild And travel with her blind. And the earth is still moving And you know that it will **** you. But you still want to Travel by her side.
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:54 AM UTC
#19: Taveling by land