I love poetry and any creative expression,
I'm firm believing in importance of belife,
and devote my whole to that of truth
The famous sound that comes in summer,
the chorus that comes with each morn,
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Temperate natures can give unto the tempest of day.
A gentle breeze upon thy face,
Interwinds with gentle rustles
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Life, lived; not by the, present, contained within the Now,
so thinking of a recollect - of what your mind will allow
means present becomes, neglect - and past, does future infect,
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When light ebbs away from a livings eyes,
and livings age, pays its wage,
so the body to soul no longer does engage.
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I spoke to a little bird today,
it landed beside and this be what I Say;
Do you know that your a robin good sir? famous to our eye.
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