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pick up

pick up

who has learned what through words, we need a pileup in order to pick up to those theories and inferences, we don't pay a heed we don't read until we bleed books on disaster management volumes without matter no force majeure neutralised under the fragile firmament no security can prevent a bank holdup who has learned what through words, we need a pileup in order to pick up ...
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Whats not meant can be

Whats not meant can be

When two stars collide, why, They were meant to wizz by. Miles apart, neither betwixt, No match no pattern in the Stella sky. Twisting shaping pulses racing, Clashing crashing in color,  Water, fire, earth, and air Thoughts and themes Elements wishing in haste. No time, no despair. Matches with flashes not heaven but here Left wondering? Why o why? ...
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All that Jazz

All that Jazz

You are the body I want to witness. You are the breath I want to breathe. You are the air that floats around, You are the air that I see. You are the music and laughter, it feeds my thoughts you are the fascination that I want to hear and see. You are the one that matters to me. You are you and no other would I rather you be ...
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Perpetual youth

Perpetual youth

All you need is love, they say, and that's perhaps the universal truth of truths that never can be constantly enough repeated and renewed, reminded of and reinvigorated, since it is the only inexhaustibility of miracles and of perpetual youth; since every time you fall in love your soul renews itself and gets reborn and even younger than it always was, no matter how pathetically old you always felt, since even an old soul can ...
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Haunted

Haunted

My love, you persecute me like a phantom in my dreams to never leave me quite alone in peace, but always driving me on furiously in whirlpool storms more downwards to my ruin to be ever born again and start again from the beginning. It's a phenomenon, this self-destructive love, that ever keeps renewing forcefully itself by constant Harmageddons of destruction. Just go on and keep on killing me forever and again, that I may ...
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Perpetuated passion

Perpetuated passion

some sentimentality How could I ever forget you? We did not have one night only, but many were our nights of interminable love archived forever in unforgettability. If there is any weakness in me, I assure you there are many, but the greatest and truest of them all is my ever longing back to that interminable passion that never ceased to forever gild our lives. In moments of despair and bleakest desolation, you are still ...
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The Knight in Shining Armour

The Knight in Shining Armour

some optimistic fit The Paladin is back in chivalrous and shining splendour armed with beaming virtues and prepared to save all ladies with his golden shield and shining helmet, irresistible to all the world, the Azure Knight of Knights, the age of chivalry having returned and with a vengeance. There will now be new enlightenment to scare away the scarecrows of fanaticism and rotten policies, those darkmen trusting to blind violence and terrorist retaliation. Violence ...
Do you still love me?

Do you still love me?

from an old Hungarian song Is it possible, that you could still care for this old scumbag with his baggy trousers and shaky knees, his multiplying wrinkles in his face and getting bald all over except where he should, this bore of an old fool who can't fool anyone any more, this decrepit ruin of what could have become something once, this arse-hole of a failure with only nauseating sentimentality to contribute, without any initiative ...
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Let's give grace a chance

Let’s give grace a chance

  I am deliberately loosening my sharpness to talk to an intelligent person like you, I know that the "The devil can cite Scriptures for [their] purpose" You talk so sweet, but your actions do not coalesce. I'm losing all the sharpness. Let there be a permanent space between the two of us. Let's give grace a chance. I have Him to embrace, That pure love and solace ...
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Going wrong

Going wrong

  Let me know what wrong I've done my friend, I'll drop the guns from the mind; to these meaningless wars will put an end. I'll also do the same, I'll also do the same. If our lives would be as simple and strong, we'd wring out the truth from what is false, growth and prosperity could never go wrong.   ...
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The mask

The mask

  mask in between birth and death suffocates life within a jail of titles panting for breath   ...
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Can two black sheep?

Can two black sheep?

Can two black sheep help each other? Can two black sheep graze together? Can two black sheep grow together? Can two black sheep amaze together? Can mankind reach the moon? Can two people eat from a single spoon? Of course. We are all one, We are all individuals. But some reach the end game Just the same but in their unique way. Can two black sheep be so different ...
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Unreachable Thoughts

Unreachable Thoughts

I documented the thoughts I was having ...
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When Only Praise Will Do

When Only Praise Will Do

a highly privileged position, and resultless. Admonishment, more convincing? Pic.: my own ...
Something.

Something.

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