( Hello Poetry style )

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& as I wander midst the the darkened days

and the MOON

( my love ! )

How you fill my fearful soul

With the twisted logic of my deepening

Transcendency

For in the callused hands of verdant spring

The old peasant wanders past the memories

Of hot high school girls !

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We are nought but this

Lost in the maze of raucous simplicity

Descending into the dark recesses

Of heaven

And the mating call of birds

Crying out for angels

To ease

The pangs of summer slumber

And the song of limping mountains

As they sing

To the stars

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We

Soft and true

Die constantly in misery

In the peace

Of your velvet sunrise

And the greatness of the poets

Whom we all adore