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That tree
rose upward in a simple way
towards the cloudless sky,
and everything around it
seemed to be listening
the gentle rustling of the air
that swayed its thick leaves
of different greens.
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The forest seemed black
in the distance,
like a thick wall that prevented
the passage,
and little by little,
upon coming closer,
its dark color began to turn
into green foliage,
protecting between...
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Behind the windows
the trees sway calmly,
like seaweeds
under a sleeping sea,
and the greenness
there of going to and fro
calms me down
and gives me hope.
Their large leaves
fan the air
and their...
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For three long years he pined so for Etain.
His lips were chapped, his feet were bruised and sore.
His beard grew long. So hoary was his mane!
His arms waxed strong and yet his body waned
So...
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This beautiful poem by Yeats is really one of his very best. And his best is made of gold and bronze. I dedicate this reading of the poem to The Lady Anne, Maras Veil, whose own beautiful poem...
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I've been list'nin' to them lawyers
In the court house up the street,
An' I've come to the conclusion
That I'm most completely beat.
Fust one feller riz to argy,
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The Envy of Wonderland
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Gotta get this out of my system, fight for what’s right.
Lone wolf howl at the pack chasing...
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