Prosetry
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Don’t close your eyes please…by G. Mramor
Don’t close your eyes please. I want to look at you more before you start to…
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III. It wants more to be glad…by G. Mramor
I can already feel your disgusting inside. It grows and makes me grow. But still I…
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II. Like beating the scarecrow by the lake…by G. Mramor
I cannot sleep, I will not wake. Through the walls I hear the beating. Like hitting…
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I. This is what you say…by G. Mramor
Nothing you say is thrown aside, but thrown inside. Thrown inside to settle in with all…
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For now or for always…by G. Mramor
Young and thinking a name is forever. Fore after years snowblind the snow has settled and…
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I am with you in Allston – by Phillipe Chatelain
i am with you in allston – poem by phillipe chatelain Phillipe Martin Chatelain is a…



