Daegonius Bonapartea Poems
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'We' Are All Books
We are all books. And each in us are pages whether wrinkled, torn, fabricated or freshly formed.On each page is the ink of our life and the images of our life.In every book for every person there are differnt languages, interrpretations of the many actions that took place in the lives of humans, meanings that shape the structure of our book and a cover that defines us all that people look at when they first greet us or see us. Some books are old and some are new but regardless they are all books filled with pages, languages, meanings and 'life'. In these books are multiple ideas that are ...Read the full of 'We' Are All Books
Joyous rain falls descendant upon my sorrow, Oh that joyous rain!
Returns to me sweet reminiscing memories of my goddesses mirthful all my solitude and pain
As years had passed, so had my vigorous love, beith once for mirth; yet her foreboding left me in cluttering vain
The action it lead me into was nothing more than a piteous pouring pit of that glorious joyous rain!
In all of which my soul shalt claim, whilst I stand in this striking rains all of the memories of that one of mirt