Epic

I found myself in the old curiosity shop
Looking for something strange and different
The...

You are my gift...

How do I thank you?

You are one of my very best blessings...

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Misery is obstructing the road to bliss,
Blocking joy from reaching its destination.

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(a quid pro quo plug for zaftig women)

women that tip weigh ling needle to spin vicious circle...

(just in time for summer reading...
recounting emotionally disastrous campy turbulence)

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A beautiful disaster is how I used to describe myself, but now I'm a force to be reckoned with.
Like...

A Mothers Heart

Bruised and battered, broken and worn
Sometimes by the children that she...

Having a love of Research and to find out more about myself and who I could have been...

All...

Preface:
Aye do attest
that poetry may not be best
to express whoosh to chest

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Toe to toe we face our foes
As the tension grows they crouch low, coiled, they wait for the whistle...

In this metaphorical poem, consciousness is adressing the species it's accompanying and speaking about the...

The fortunate can harshly judge misery,
Viewing it as voluntary disease,
Not a misfortunate...

An old soul has been around for many lifetimes...

They are highly intelligent and more wise than...

(do enjoy frolicking gently imaginatively)

County seat, of Mason County,
Washington, United...

Seated on this railway station
looking at the tiny pills of destination
like pennies saved...

You’ll see a boy,
coiffed and gilt,
if you raise your head on Gilt-
spur street....

And so we ponder upon all our mistakes,
Patiently waiting for the patterns to break,
So...