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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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(Destiny is not an end, its a path traveled, carved in time, in a breath, in passion.)
Aint Got Time
Destinies destination is destined to be
desirous delightful and...
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The inspiration of observation
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Poem about youth, and the coming of older years, by Peter Menkin. An aspiring poet, Peter lives in Mill Valley, CA USA in a smallish apartment. He has been writing poetry for about 9 years. 62 in...
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Religious and spiritual poem by parish poet Peter Menkin.
I had a dream about getting older, and mostly about being young...
Once in a while my dreams are vivid, and I can...
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