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We’ve Got a Lot To Teach You, Richard
Light feet on damp grass follow the hidden round, Covered by hanging tears, Carrying miles of memories from window views and ink that wrote nights, Royal thoughts control myriad enrolled powers, But...
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Nine to Five
Beneath bells a call echoes for old hands, Timed with an ancient precision, Foreign and familiar for hours to toll and carry over winds, howling, Sticking to the walls between steps that tick then tock...
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Down Puschkinallee
An empty air turns like thoughts left to be stepped, and bound by feet. Borrow breaths are paid to the sky, Full and carved into lines, blown away. Tired sighs echo endlessly above the plain grey slabs...
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Rising Tide
Sea’s lament crashes with the wind, Paired with salt taste and alone. Soft sorrows follow the songs of lovers, Longing for praise like a voyeur. Desperate hours, how you linger! All things sink in your...
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Green Lanes Turn
Fallen leaves wander with aimless winds, Finding rest only come calm days, Infrequent breaks from winter’s tempestuous love, Thoughts storming down narrow streets, and through clothes wrapped tight to...
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Stone Haze
Beneath the rose came quickening pulse, heavy with spoken words and echoes from darkness. Silent consent was lost in the haze of stones that cut knees sharp, Broken slabs, cold grey. Class was an alley...
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Es Regnet
Distant rains fall timed to beating heart, Rushed by pressure felt from deep above, Carried with tired seas sunk in endless winds. Beneath them, with the sorrow of lost verse, Pools form and mix with...
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Falling Slowly
A falling light obscures the space between two lovers, Unseen as night comes to swallow the face’s glow. Darkening sounds follow footsteps, soon forgotten, Echoing in alleys of stolen kisses and...
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Raise the Morning Star
On the castle walls one last flame burns, Passing days in eight, Counting away hope as it slips through narrow fingers in the night. Mornings move one way and the day follows, Down the same path...
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Eclipse
Light dims with despair of coming night. Ice falls upon footsteps, finding themselves alone. The moon is obscured by thickened skies, Preparing for tears that come with sleep. To think, through winds...
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Static
Between the dark hours and trembling cold, There was time to count. Count the missing dreams, Shattered on the floor with unforgivable clothes, Next to demanding papers left to incur dust’s debt,...
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Last Train
The tired grey sun wavers between passing, coming tides. Waters paint with stains and echoes music born in chaos. How the days turn like the skies, Twisting light out of balance. We are left only with...
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