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- 08:50 am
“The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, / With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head”
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- 5
- 03:01 pm
“i know it, it always ends too soon / in between the light of dream and some anemic moon”
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- 01:04 pm
“i smile and shake my head / we all write our own endings / and we all have our own scars”
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- 11
- 07:48 am
“Naked, alone, unsmiling, there she stood, / No cloud to raise her from the earth”
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- 07:49 am
“the rude / Wasting of old Time—with a billowy main— / A sun—a shadow of a magnitude”
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- 08:00 am
“Rest well, rover. Your mission is complete.”
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- 15
- 07:52 am
“Dost thou know the balancings of the clouds, the wondrous works of Him who is perfect in knowledge”
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- 08:07 am
“Where branchèd thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain, / Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind”
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- 19
- 07:49 am
“pullin’ weeds and pickin’ stones / we are made of dreams and bones / need a place to call my own”
- 4 comments
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- 09:45 am
“when i wasn’t too busy feeling lonely / i’d stare over his shoulder at a map of the world”
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- 10:23 am
“When seven lang years had come and fled, / When grief was calm, and hope was dead”
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- 26
- 09:13 am
“where the weak-eyed bat / With short, shrill shriek, flits by on leathern wing”
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- 08:24 am
“Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: / Deals out that being indoors each one dwells”
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Active Entries
- 1: “i’mma wade, i’ma wave through the waters / tell the tide ‘don’t move’”
- 2: “seasons change and our love went cold / feed the flame ’cause we can’t let go / run away”
- 3: “love, i don’t like to see so much pain / so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away”
- 4: “But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes.”
- 5: “here is the church here is the steeple / you were looking for saints but you only found people”
- 6: “i’d like to save every day / till eternity passes away / just to spend them with you”
- 7: “and he said to the man running the stand / ‘hey! (pom pom pom) got any grapes?’”
- 8: “i just found this smile to think about you / you’re a saturday night far from the madding crowd”
- 9: “Only the querulous cricket grieves, / And shrilling locust weaves / A song of summer dead.”
- 10: “windy has stormy eyes / that flash at the sound of lies / and windy has wings to fly”
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