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It was cold,
a dog barked at the night
and the silence that remained
was still heavy.
It was cold,
and the snow
that was falling
left flowers with thorns.
The black and white
merged
and the...
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A short Film about Clouds written as a Lanturne.
[Note:This the version 1.5 of 3.0]
For the classroom or for the...
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Oh mighty fallen Titan,
once so great,
with ancient purple cheeks
now cracked by tears,
has fatal time
so caught thee through the years
and kept thy backbone
to this rigid state?
What art...
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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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I'll go with ice
and maybe death
will come to offer me
a frosty rest.
I know I'll feel no pain,
as all my limbs grow numb.
I'll sleep beneath
a comforter of snow.
The body's wise.
First...
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