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Winter has gone
at last into retreat
and spring is here;
The sky is blue
with little cloud now,
has given the Pacific flow
into Whangaparaoa Bay
its colour too;
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My ship is waiting and I have to go.
Yes, this is our farewell. I won't say I'll
Return, sweet Princess. But I won't forget
The fairest of the maids who dropped their veils
And laundry baskets...
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xliv
And though Etain appeared to him entranced
Just so he sang to her, till on each cheek
He saw the trails of tears as they advanced.
The Queen was crying too. She couldn't speak
But...
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Rock the Cradle of Time
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Rock the cradle of time,
earth to earth dust to dust.
(Deep within the core)
Sweet meat crying to the...
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Birds Eye View
by MrDaMan & PreMedia
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Luis Medina
Spread your wings and fly,
You/Let’s dare to fire/reach the sky,
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Domestic Chaos
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
By day or by night by concept of measured light,
or by darkness weighed in gradient of shade.
Chaos is...
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Soul Rider
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Blood flows heavy on parchment
as the Soul writer inks empathy
out of the veins of humanity.
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