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Desire
Tired gets the mind, tired becomes the body, tired fumbles the limbs, tired cry the eyes, Only that remains untired, is nothing but desire. Tagged: body, Desire, limbs, Mind, Poem, Tired
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Playing Deceptive-
Yonder, I see a beautiful person, Getting near I rely on reason, Beauty is not in the eye, I feel It is found in the benign act,I seal. The deceptive looks deduce a confound. The sweet smile is...
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Pass Off
Happened to see a workshop not a big one in size a small shop into details where the nuts and screws the hinges and glue all talked of quality more the while the hands were deft and quick did the work...
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That be With The Age.
That be the age they say the degeneration in a way the physical deterioration the mental disorientation run simultaneously with a reference almost instantly without deference before one could realize...
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