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Yule Horror
There is snow on the ground, / And the valleys are cold, / And a midnight profound
H.P. Lovecraft
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Freedom
he drank wine all night of the / 28th, and he kept thinking of her: / the way she walked and talked and loved
Charles Bukowski
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The Veteran
When I was young and bold and strong, / Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong! / My plume on high, my flag unfurled,
Dorothy Parker
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Still Here
I been scarred and battered. / My hopes the wind done scattered. / Snow has friz me,
Langston Hughes
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Song Of Myself
1 / I celebrate myself, and sing myself, / And what I assume you shall assume,
Walt Whitman
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don't forget
there is always somebody or something / waiting for you, / something stronger, more intelligent,
Charles Bukowski
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