I never thought about it
You could talk about it
I know, I can't stand it
Yet here I am reading:
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I may not be a poet
And don't know how to be it
Until one day I saw you
Which made my vision to flow anew
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I loved you, I love you and will always love you yonder
Further my dear I will wander with me such love's wonder
Unto a dream that streams amidst the heart 'ere this all start
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Came out from my room,
Of wagging tails the dogs greeted
Licked my shoes they did...
(They're friendly but why?)
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Where does the roads lead to?
The rivers, the sea,
The sky, the rain?
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A victim of your crimes
Suffering in silence
From your deeply-rooted curse!
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Creeping over an old
creaky floor,
Hearing voices
never heard before:
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A time traveler...
A Bringer...
Of gloomy news,
Warning of Syracuse.
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